Comments on: Let’s Write a Story! http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712 the delicious frosting on your internet Fri, 16 May 2008 07:59:19 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3.1 By: freakgirl http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40938 freakgirl Wed, 07 May 2008 11:42:38 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40938 Instead of doing what vikings are supposed to do -- pillage and burn the wise men's village, Viking Ralph instead enrolled in an anger management course. His kinder, gentler take on the Viking lifestyle has started gaining traction in the Viking community. He currently runs outreach programs to build bridges between the government and the Viking community. As for his wife? After some intense marriage counseling, they repaired the rift between them and even had a child together. <img src="http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l97/freakgirldotcom/viking.jpg"> Instead of doing what vikings are supposed to do — pillage and burn the wise men’s village, Viking Ralph instead enrolled in an anger management course. His kinder, gentler take on the Viking lifestyle has started gaining traction in the Viking community. He currently runs outreach programs to build bridges between the government and the Viking community.

As for his wife? After some intense marriage counseling, they repaired the rift between them and even had a child together.

]]> By: Stephanie http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40933 Stephanie Tue, 06 May 2008 21:43:13 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40933 "I've heard of this happening," said the bartender, wide-eyed, "but I thought it was just an urban myth!" "Tell me what this 'myth' claims," implored Viking Ralph. "Well," answers the bartender..."it supposedly begins with an unhappy marriage. The wife...she can...go see somebody...there's a network of these 'wisemen'. They have very strange powers." “I’ve heard of this happening,” said the bartender, wide-eyed, “but I thought it was just an urban myth!”

“Tell me what this ‘myth’ claims,” implored Viking Ralph.

“Well,” answers the bartender…”it supposedly begins with an unhappy marriage. The wife…she can…go see somebody…there’s a network of these ‘wisemen’. They have very strange powers.”

]]> By: GeekBoy http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40930 GeekBoy Tue, 06 May 2008 20:13:28 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40930 ... felt an odd kind of rage well up inside of him. "No more Guinness?! NO MORE GUINNESS???" It was an ancient rage that smelled like burning corpses and rotting flesh and salty ocean air. He could feel a change coming on. The muscles of his body grew thicker, his arms longer, his hair flowed down his back and inexplicably out of his face. Ralph looked up at the mirror behind the bar and saw a bearded crazy-eyed stranger staring back at him. "Holy snurg targ!" Ralph exclaimed. "I'm ... I'm ..." "Yeah, that's what I was about to tell you, dude," the bartender said. "You're a Viking." "But ... but ... how?" Ralph asked. "And why?" … felt an odd kind of rage well up inside of him. “No more Guinness?! NO MORE GUINNESS???” It was an ancient rage that smelled like burning corpses and rotting flesh and salty ocean air. He could feel a change coming on. The muscles of his body grew thicker, his arms longer, his hair flowed down his back and inexplicably out of his face. Ralph looked up at the mirror behind the bar and saw a bearded crazy-eyed stranger staring back at him.

“Holy snurg targ!” Ralph exclaimed. “I’m … I’m …”

“Yeah, that’s what I was about to tell you, dude,” the bartender said. “You’re a Viking.”

“But … but … how?” Ralph asked. “And why?”

]]> By: Soosan http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40926 Soosan Tue, 06 May 2008 19:06:20 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40926 "Also, we're fresh out of Guinness". Ralph sighed. The thought of no more Guinness and the threat of Viking terror weighed heavily on his mind as he... “Also, we’re fresh out of Guinness”.

Ralph sighed. The thought of no more Guinness and the threat of Viking terror weighed heavily on his mind as he…

]]> By: Dave http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40925 Dave Tue, 06 May 2008 18:40:36 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40925 "I guess so," Ralph said. "Well, the letter here says that the bearer of this letter shall feel the full wrath of Odin for wrongs done to his people by those from warmer climes. Technically, it reads 'The ravens of Odin, Hugin and Munin, shall peck out the eyes of those from the sun realms who have done ill to the OdinChildren. And after the eyes, Hugin and Munin shall pluck the hairs out of the head of the one who bears this note. And they shall then use their imagination to further injure and humiliate the bearer until his shame is clear for all to see." "What the hell does that mean?" Ralph asked, part of him marveling at how complex and dence Old Norwegian seemed to be. "And gimme another Guinness." The bartender looked thoughtful as he poured another deep, dark beer. He sighed as he slid the beer to Ralph. "It's not good," he said... “I guess so,” Ralph said.

“Well, the letter here says that the bearer of this letter shall feel the full wrath of Odin for wrongs done to his people by those from warmer climes. Technically, it reads ‘The ravens of Odin, Hugin and Munin, shall peck out the eyes of those from the sun realms who have done ill to the OdinChildren. And after the eyes, Hugin and Munin shall pluck the hairs out of the head of the one who bears this note. And they shall then use their imagination to further injure and humiliate the bearer until his shame is clear for all to see.”

“What the hell does that mean?” Ralph asked, part of him marveling at how complex and dence Old Norwegian seemed to be. “And gimme another Guinness.”

The bartender looked thoughtful as he poured another deep, dark beer. He sighed as he slid the beer to Ralph. “It’s not good,” he said…

]]> By: GeekBoy http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40923 GeekBoy Tue, 06 May 2008 16:52:40 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40923 "What?" Ralph said, his heart heavy in his chest. "Have you ever heard of the Vikings?" the bartender asked. "As in the football team?" Ralph asked. "No. As in, the dudes who worship Odin and pillage small towns." “What?” Ralph said, his heart heavy in his chest.

“Have you ever heard of the Vikings?” the bartender asked.

“As in the football team?” Ralph asked.

“No. As in, the dudes who worship Odin and pillage small towns.”

]]> By: Dave http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40917 Dave Tue, 06 May 2008 14:48:14 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40917 ...the bartender walked up, and glanced at the note. "Hey, where did you get that note?" he asked. "That's really not any of your business," Ralph said. "Whoa, buddy. Didn't mean to insult you. I just haven't seen old Norwegian since I went to school in Gjøvik." "You know how to read this?" Ralph asked, amazed at his luck. He handed the bartender the letter. He read it and looked sadly at Ralph. "Oh, my friend...." …the bartender walked up, and glanced at the note. “Hey, where did you get that note?” he asked.

“That’s really not any of your business,” Ralph said.

“Whoa, buddy. Didn’t mean to insult you. I just haven’t seen old Norwegian since I went to school in Gjøvik.”

“You know how to read this?” Ralph asked, amazed at his luck. He handed the bartender the letter.

He read it and looked sadly at Ralph. “Oh, my friend….”

]]> By: Grey Rainbow http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40913 Grey Rainbow Tue, 06 May 2008 14:16:19 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40913 Ralph reached into his jacket breast pocket, sighed and took out his Little Orphan Annie Decoder ring and got to work. But not before... Ralph reached into his jacket breast pocket, sighed and took out his Little Orphan Annie Decoder ring and got to work. But not before…

]]> By: GeekBoy http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40912 GeekBoy Tue, 06 May 2008 14:14:38 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40912 It almost sounded Dutch. Or Swedish. But he'd already typed the words into Google a hundred times, and came up with nothing. So why would his wife get a letter from somebody in a nonsense language? A letter in a man's handwriting, which smelled like smoke. But more importantly, why was he afraid to ask her? It almost sounded Dutch. Or Swedish. But he’d already typed the words into Google a hundred times, and came up with nothing.

So why would his wife get a letter from somebody in a nonsense language? A letter in a man’s handwriting, which smelled like smoke.

But more importantly, why was he afraid to ask her?

]]> By: Maggie http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40906 Maggie Tue, 06 May 2008 13:04:40 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story-2/10712#comment-40906 "Snurg. Floofle har berples, nix hennish purlisk!" What could this possibly mean? “Snurg. Floofle har berples, nix hennish purlisk!”

What could this possibly mean?

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