I went to the Greek Festival tonight, and I talked to a bum outside of the place before I went in.
"That is a beautiful beard," he said to me. "You look like Thor."
I immediately replied, "Thanks!" I was pretty surprised, but obviously flattered. It's not very often that I get referred to as beautiful.
"I like Thor," was the last thing that the man said to me, but as I walked away, I heard him say to the people that walked by behind me, "Watch out for Thor!"
4 comments:
You really need to get one of those hammers.
Or some of those muscles.
I have a helmet you can borrow.
After, much thought and consideration, I have concluded that you should move to Norway, dress like Thor, and defeat all the evil forces found in the mountains of Scandinavia. I'm sure you'll be pretty busy. I hear there are some rogue manatees up there bent on world conquest.
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