Our Man in Valhalla.
May 23, 2008
“There’s a snekke blocking the driveway again,”
said Virgil, peeved, “Great Aunt Freygerd?”
“Third cousin Yngvar,” Edna grimaced, tossing him a helmet
and a hammer, “what – for the love of Stan – have you
done with my drinking skull?”
~*~
May 23, 2008 at 5:43 pm
My people! Knew Yngvar well.
If that helmet could talk!
Smooches,
The Tart
; *
May 23, 2008 at 5:56 pm
They send smooches and Danish pastry. And Bróðir wants to know if he can have his axe back.
May 24, 2008 at 1:52 am
But i’m still missing my Horn of Smoting. And I’m betting Aunt Freygard knows where it is.
May 25, 2008 at 2:55 pm
Mmmmmm…. Dane-ish….
May 25, 2008 at 8:12 pm
Excellent! I just lurrrrve a little rape and pillage. Just don’t drink and row, now, y’hear?
May 26, 2008 at 10:42 am
thegnukid: I don’t recall hearing anything about a Horn of Smoting, dear – but Great Aunty Frey claims some guy gave her the Horn of Plenty back in the day, and she’s been all dewy-eyed and giggly about it since.
daisyfae: Danes are Grrreat!
Dolce: You aren’t the wit who plastered the ‘Don’t Drink and Design’ sticker on one of my work monitors, are you? Because, you know, it isn’t funny.
May 26, 2008 at 5:22 pm
Are you thinking what I am thinking?
Dear Mrs B, please do offer your considered and valued opinion. There’s R500 riding on it. Thanks.
http://randomburblings.wordpress.com/2008/05/26/ten-miles-enters-the-fray/
[That way I may not say anything how very dissapointed I was not to get an entry from you …. ]
Love P, etc etc.
May 26, 2008 at 6:25 pm
Hey, if Aunty Frey can remember his name….
And moi? Jamais, Mamoiselle. Jamais!
And Ms P…we can’t all be thinking what you’re thinking. Can we?
May 27, 2008 at 8:50 am
Somebody has to say it, so it may as well be me – it’s a bit of Thor point.
May 27, 2008 at 3:46 pm
Parenthesis: That depends. Is this about midget porn again?
Thanks, dear. Seeing as you asked so nicely (in spite of it being a cut ‘n’ paste request. Tut.), I’ll pop over and say something pithy as soon as I have a moment. Before Friday, even. Possibly.
Dolce: Jammies? These are my work clothes! Stop picking on me!
kyknoord: I don’t get it.
May 27, 2008 at 7:19 pm
C’mon, a good-lookin’ – um – individual like you? I’d have thought you’d need to beat the hopefuls off with a pitchfork. Or a hammer, even.
May 28, 2008 at 11:37 am
Of course. But I Thort we were talking about Vikings.
May 29, 2008 at 5:18 pm
You Thort we were talking about Vikings? *groan* ye gods, is that what things have come to, around here? :)
May 29, 2008 at 5:41 pm
You seem surprised.
October 7, 2008 at 3:46 am
very nice