No Place For a Face

Viking festivals are fun. Lots of cool people who like to talk about themselves, pretty much making excuses why they are middle age and dress like they are actually in the middle ages.
I got a little carried away with belly dancers though. Nobody ever told me BELLY really meant BEEEELLAAAY.

To each his own . . . to each his own

P.S. the next post has more WOOHOO

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