In Sweden -- and Finland, I think -- crossing one's fingers is what little kids do behind their back, because then lying "doesn't count". For wishing someone luck, we hold our thumbs.
Holding mine 'til they're blue.
Holding mine 'til they're blue.
Holding my thumbs.
In Sweden -- and Finland, I think -- crossing one's fingers is what little kids do behind their back, because then lying "doesn't count". For wishing someone luck, we hold our thumbs. Holding mine 'til they're blue. -- Christian R. Conrad The Man Who Apparently Still Knows Fucking Everything Mail: Same username as at the top left of this post, at iki.fi |