First it was the tattoo on his elbow, and now the Viking hat. I’m flattered, really. Despite the strange and unorthodox colors of his headgear (I’m told he’s colorblind), I’m pleased to welcome the Catsitter as the newest member of the Nordic Warrior Club.
For months it’s just been me and the Nordic Warrior Queen in the club. Even though she’s a fun girl and all that, there’s nothing like a little male companionship if you’re trying to form a fierce warrior clan.
I look forward to regular club meetings at the local tavern, swapping fishing stories, daylong Terminator-rerun parties, gaseous finger-pulling challenges, and one-sided chess games.
Finally, the Nordic Warrior Club is expanding. I’m going to have to invent a secret handshake.
“Fierce warrior clan”??? Tee-hee!!!