There comes a time when a man must chop up meat (preferably that he killed and gutted himself with a knife, spear or bow, but rifle fire or a punt gun is certainly an acceptable modern substitute) and apply it to fire, while quaffing ale and mead, insulting his foes (like that nancy-boy Mohammed chap and his boyfriends), scratching, belching and generally fuzzing the line between civilized and barbarous.
-- Crazy Einar
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