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posted by Louise at 8:42 am
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3 Comments:
These are the folks who used to do a pretty damn realistic imitation of Conan the Barbarian and had all of Europe scared sh*tl*ss for centuries?! LMAO!
And speaking of mammaries, my all time favourite cartoon was of Hagar the Horrible, trudging home after a hard day of utter drudgery at work, dragging his craggy club behind him. As he trudged along, he was muttering:
"Rape, pillage and plunder. Rape, pillage and plunder. Every day, it's the same thing."
LOL!
Shamelessly stolen from the internet:
I'll tell of Canute, King of England,
A native of Denmark was he,
His hobbies was roving and raiding
And paddling his feet in the sea.
By trade he were what's called a Viking,
Every summer he'd visit our shore,
Help himself to whatever he wanted,
And come back in the autumn for more.
These trips always showed him a profit,
But what stumped him to know was this 'ere...
Where the English folk got all the money,
He came and took off them each year.
After duly considering the matter,
He concluded as how his best course,
Were to have an invasion of England,
And tap the supply at its source.
He got other Vikings to join him,
With a promise of plunder and spoil,
And raked up atrocity stories,
To bring all their blood to the boil.
They landed one morning at Weymouth,
And waited for fight to begin,
While their foe, Ethelred the Unready,
Found his army and got it fell in.
When the battle were done, Crown of England,
Changed heads, so the history book states,
From Ethelred's seven-and-a-quarter,
To King Canutes six-and-five-eights.
The Vikings was cheered as the winners,
Ethelred, he went somewhere and died,
And Canute, to his lasting atonement...
Made the widow, Queen Emma, his bride.
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