Today, in spite of my historically inaccurate costume, I am channeling my inner Viking for Leif Erickson. He made it to North America before Columbus so Erickson's day comes before Columbus's. In case this is also historically inaccurate, I am wearing hair that looks like spaghetti.
The biggest problem with having a bloodhound's nose while pretending to be a Scandinavian is the lutefisk. All of my nose hairs have curled up and died from the smell. Ugh!
Happy Leif Erickson Day!
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