Mizhara Del'thul > Ever hear of the southern Norwegian that came up north to study us <northern norwegians>?
Mizhara Del'thul > He lived with us for six months, studying our ways and so on.
Mizhara Del'thul > So at around the six month mark, he kind of nervously sidled up to me and asked all casual like about women.
Mizhara Del'thul > "Oh, they're waiting at the coast for us to bring the meat. They're cleaning clothes at the only water that's not frozen at the moment, the sea."
Mizhara Del'thul > So he asked... how we handled life without women.
Mizhara Del'thul > "ooooh" I said, winking and nudging him to make sure he knew I understood. "Oh, we just go take one of the reindeer, you know." "What?!" he said. "It's true... but if you don't believe me, enjoy "ms right", man."
Mizhara Del'thul > Another month passes, he asks again, gets the same reply.
Mizhara Del'thul > After three more months, he finally goes "Okay, but you better not be joking, you asshole". I encourage him and he goes for the reindeer.
Mizhara Del'thul > As he finally slips off his pants and slips into something more comfortable... I of course start laughing hard.
Mizhara Del'thul > He pulls out, turns around in a fury. "I told you not to joke with me!". "Oh, I didn't..." I said.
Mizhara Del'thul > But for fuck's sake, you chose Simla. The ugliest fucking reindeer in the country.
Mizhara Del'thul > He lived with us for six months, studying our ways and so on.
Mizhara Del'thul > So at around the six month mark, he kind of nervously sidled up to me and asked all casual like about women.
Mizhara Del'thul > "Oh, they're waiting at the coast for us to bring the meat. They're cleaning clothes at the only water that's not frozen at the moment, the sea."
Mizhara Del'thul > So he asked... how we handled life without women.
Mizhara Del'thul > "ooooh" I said, winking and nudging him to make sure he knew I understood. "Oh, we just go take one of the reindeer, you know." "What?!" he said. "It's true... but if you don't believe me, enjoy "ms right", man."
Mizhara Del'thul > Another month passes, he asks again, gets the same reply.
Mizhara Del'thul > After three more months, he finally goes "Okay, but you better not be joking, you asshole". I encourage him and he goes for the reindeer.
Mizhara Del'thul > As he finally slips off his pants and slips into something more comfortable... I of course start laughing hard.
Mizhara Del'thul > He pulls out, turns around in a fury. "I told you not to joke with me!". "Oh, I didn't..." I said.
Mizhara Del'thul > But for fuck's sake, you chose Simla. The ugliest fucking reindeer in the country.