I sense a honky tonk smash hit in the making.........
"Turne ye to the strong hold, ye prisoners of hope,
even to day do I declare that I will render double unto thee:"
"Or fill high hawkfell of my hand,
with skalds reward for skilled word?"
~~~Egill Skallagrimssøn, c.974
"It shall rain for forty days and forty nights, until your vile odour is cleansed."
This post was recommended by Puppet
(26 Apr 2012, 11:08)