Hey Ms. Boo-Boo Lip, we are supposed to be Angry Vikings, not sad and tragic cattle on the way to slaughter.

OK, that’s pretty good, but…I don’t think Vikings wore glasses.

I almost got it, but I cut off your horn. Let’s try this again.

Seriously? Get a grip or we’ll never be the cover stars of next year’s 1272 Super Viking Calendar. Laughing like a loon is not Viking, we grimace and instill fear in the hearts of the pathetic masses.

Quick, Blue Steel! Oh come on, I didn’t say Frolicking Heidi in the Alps face. I said Blue Steel baby.

I don’t know, I’m becoming a little skeptical that we can pull this off.

Nailed it. We are The Angry Vikings, ready to plunder, pillage, get up in-your-face, and gore you with our fierce horns of knitted death.