Ink Pen by Phil Dunlap for September 24, 2009
Transcript:
jenn erica: Buzz off, tyr. Tyr: Wait! I want to read you some norse poetry! Tyr: "the night pixie danced in the twilight, with such passion, that moonlight seemed to glow from within him..." "and it made my war weary heart ache to see such joy, untainted by greed or strife or the miseries of man!!" Jenn erica: Actually, that's kinda-- Tyr: "so I bludgeoned him with an axe handle..."
so close, & yet…