Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty: neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me.
My favorite involves the man dressed in full Viking kit, including a perfectly functional battle axe. He even looked the part--6'5", blond, and muscled.The story goes that he was returning by some kind of urban rail train from an event late at night. A short, furtive man stole up to him, flashed a knife and demanded his belongings.The Viking grabbed his battle axe and screamed "Blood for Odin!" The would-be robber left contrails.It's a great story, but seems pretty apocryphal. Especially since a coda has the Viking (sans kit) running into the robber at a men's room at the same station months later, and has him whisper "Blood for Odin," which again sends the guy fleeing.
Yes, versions of that story are abundant. I must have heard at least ten.
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