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General Category => General Discussion => Topic started by: cruzziguzzi on October 09, 2015, 09:13:59 AM
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And I'm not talking about that two wheeled complexi-ride, concession to the softer derrières out there.
Further more, ta hell with the recent celebration of those foul, nauti-nasties and rapacious rascals of the past by "talking like a pirate"!
Raise a horn o' mead over your plate-bowl of lutefisk and bellow a poem heroic.
Today is Leif Erikson day!
My nod will be a swig of mead on the way through most any door and the wearing of my funky David Andersen, Bunad knife. A period crossing to be sure but Norse without a doubt. Gotta honor my off-the-boat, land of Foss blood.
Happy Leif Erikson day to one and all... as may be deserving of it.
Todd.
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Skål!
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Absolutely.
Skål! :boozing:
To you all.
Must be a fancy knife you've got, Todd.
I hope you're not using that in battle. 😉
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Absolutely.
Sk�l! :boozing:
To you all.
Must be a fancy knife you've got, Todd.
I hope you're not using that in battle. 😉
The only battle my little silver hilted Mora's seeing today is battling the caps off of a half case or so of some rather inappropriate Oktoberfest brews and abusing the insidious restraining devices on a bottle or so of Mead.
A sausage or to may be in peril of a skewering as well.
Todd.
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Lutefisk for everyone!
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Lutefisk for everyone!
Lutefisk and saltines!
Then lefsa with butter and sugar. Ain't nothin' like a potato tortilla. :boozing:
Good eats!
Todd.