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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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@fyeahvikings
Take care, Bjorn.
Like the valkyries, those furies who men fear and desire.
Harald Finehair & Halfdan The Black: 4x16 “Crossings”
One day, we must overcome the Lothbroks, for how else can I become the King of all Norway?
“It gladdens me to know that Odin prepares for a feast. Soon I shall be drinking ale from curved horns. This hero that comes into Valhalla does not lament his death! I shall not enter Odin’s hall with fear. There I shall wait for my sons to join me. And when they do, I will bask in their tales of triumph. The Aesir will welcome me! My death comes without apology! And I welcome the valkyries to summon me home!“
Ragnar Lothbrok (Approx. 766 AD - 860 AD)
It will be at least another day before I am put to death. You and your gods are wrong.
A s l a u g ‘ s V i k i n g F u n e r a l
- So I will have the chance to speak? I’ll talk about the gods, about my joy of entering Valhalla. - Even though you don’t believe it. - I don’t. But my sons do. My people do. Faith is as important to them as it is to you, King Ecbert.
I know… without explanation
Athelstan was a man of God. And now he is dead.
If they don’t exist, then they don’t exist. We have to live with it.
Where is our mother? She’s dead, Ubbe. I killed her.
I don’t believe in the gods’ existence. Man is the master of his own fate, not the gods.