I believe today should be a cautionary post for my blog. As you all remember, last May an elk stole a families bicycle in Sweden. Perhaps for a joy ride, perhaps to pawn it, we don't know. All we know is that the bike was taken 500 meters and in considerable disrepair.
The government of Sweden and the international community was lax in its retribution on the elk community for this heinous act. And now, emboldened by the sweet alcohol of fermented apples, the elk have struck again, this time at a retirement facility. Imagine your beloved senior citizens under seige by drunk and abusive elk!
"Watch der window der Lina, da moose is loose."
"Oh, Olaf. I'm so frightened."
*elk looks evilly into window with alchoholic-glazed-over-stare*
What next? Elk making raids on the Volvo plants? Elk stealing babies in the dead of winter to feed their carnivorous-baby-eating-needs?!?!? Elk riding in the Tour de France?!?! OH THE HUMANITY!!!
There is a clear pattern here, people! These antlered foes must be stopped, and if the Swedish aren't' man enough to go Viking on them, then we'll just have to do it ourselves! Anyone? Viking? Viking? Anybody? Come on, folks! Horned helmets, squirrel skins and awesome boats! Pillage and plunder? Anyone? Olaf, I'm looking at you.
The enemy...
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As a man of viking heritage, I hereby rally my viking brothers to go forth and fight off the onslaught of elk-ish evil!
Who's with me?
There are plenty of people here in the inland northwest that spend entire weekends trying to take out an elk. Maybe we should send them to Europe to finish them off?
Squirrel skins... thou hast said squirrel skins!!
Thou mighty men fight thine evil antlered foes... but in thine fervent speech thou hast clenched my heart. I ask of thee one thing alone: towards the velvety-tailed little angels, show loving reverence and nothing more. Squirrel skins? What perjury! Oh! the pain of disillusionment... Oh, the sorrow of a beau's oblivious treason! What shall I do? I shall join thee. This sister will "go forth and fight off the onslaught of elk-ish evil!" Perhaps through my valor I shall bring honor to my kind.
eh... I needed a break from enrollment... I am taking 22 hrs... it’s almost official now... sniffly sniffle... I just need the courage to go talk to Prof. Leon.
! good news is most of my classes were still open : )
en fin... como iba? ah, si. death to the antlered foes!
Wow... some one's been reading her Shakespeare.
what about Moose and Squirrel?? Is that how you spell Sqirrel? What a wierd word... anyway, what about them?!! -B
Quijote wants to wear squirrel skins... guess what my nickname means. Is that cruel or what?
Sure : ) I'll send u guys the pics... maybe the boy can email me your email addresses??
The squirrel skin joke precedes your nickname by about 6 years, ardilla (ardilla = squirrel). You should not worry. :-D
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