Agent_Moldy:
Meet Sven Nordstrom, a.k.a. "Lotushooterus, the Norse God of Yoga and Marbles". Lotushooterus, or "Shooter", as he is known to his friends, performs his infamous yoga/marbles show, "A Salute to the Cranberries" for onlookers. The performance, though it didn't win him the heart of Dolores O'Riordan, did score him a righteous restraining order.
(Okay, I really don't know where I'm going with this.)
144boo!:
Lars becomes dumbfounded as he reads the ruinestones has cast upon the calling rock. There before him he discovers a pathway to land where he and his fellow Vikings can live in peace. Where the food is good and lots of it.
A far off land known as, Minnesota.
Psychotica:
Vikings fans tailgate a little differently...
Steve_Reeves:
"Come enjoy an afternoon of Yoga with Sven Ragnarsson!"
DiscoBoy:
Hagar the Horrible has really gone downhill...
Geier:
Not only was Thialfi Thorrson the finest marbles player in all of Sweden - before marbles were even invented, mind you! (hence the berries) - he could also knock an axe out of a tree stump from fifty paces with a single ping pong ball ejected from what he liked to call his "own little Ginnungagap".
Lanzman:
"Wretched saxons! Thy aggies and cats-eyes shall soon join the plunder of the Vikings!! HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR!!"
Reynard_T_Fox:
The record company wisely decided to cut Paul out of the cover shot for the "McCartney" album.
Daleman:
Without his medication, Tom went back to thinking he is a squirrel collecting nuts.
Generik:
...and this is how I got the nickname "Erik the Red."
WEIRD_1:
Proof positive that WEIRD_1 has lost his marbles.
evetsggod:
Oh, so THAT'S what Generik needed all those cherry tomatoes for!
starkbalmy:
Sven likes to crush the red grapes one by one to make his mead.
TyranosaurisRex:
When Unreality captions, he plays for all the marbles.
gleeb:
Some talk of Harald Bluetooth, some of Svein Forkbeard, his son, but surely Knut Flatknees, who subdued the King of Wessex at marbles, was the greatest Dane of all!
Beedo:
No fair using your plucked-out eye, Odin!
ArtMystery:
Not many people realize just how much of a debt the ancient art of Tibetan sand-painting owes to the old Norse practice of cranberry sidewalk portraits.
nastinkers:
Erik the Conqueror scrambles to keep the last of his marbles. Sadly, he lost them all.
Meldrick:
Aside from being an accomplished singer/actor, Burl Ives was also a champion marble player and Hagar the Horrible enthusiaist.
Racerex:
Ocean Spray probably regrets hiring Hagar the Horrible as their cranberry juice spokesman...
cambria36:
"For all the good it will do them to support their football team, Minnesota Vikings fans may just as well gather cranberries before winter begins."
suggs:
I'm sorry I can't even cap, because Tenpole Tudors' Wunderbar has taken over my brain.
Shandi:
(Golf voiceover, in generic Norse/Swedish accent) "It's the first day of the Norse Marble Championships, and here we see Dirk 'The Shirk' Gnerkson shoots his famous "Cranberry" set..."
Buffoon:
Something tells me this isn't the first time Thor here has "tasted the rainbow."
Nbutlerdidit:
Even while king of his own realm, Gimli The Dwarf was Chief Bean Counter.
JoeCrow:
Sebastion Cabott was really pissy about the brown M&M;'s being in his bowl.
Amon:
"I'm going to drop one Red Hot for each season my beloved Minnesota Vikings pissed down their leg... Hey, does anybody have any more Red Hots?"
UnReality:
It was a compass as big as a man, but it always pointed due Norse.