Stavanger Bay my heart is broke, but i have some glue

BITCH THAT'S RIGHT YOU STEP BACK -- rannveig felt a purling smirk unfurl across his features, smug and insufferable as the grin of a fat man denying a baby candy. ford looked wary, as he damn well should be -- rannveig was a regular wild card.

rearing up on his hind legs, rannveig did the absolutely inexplicable and cartwheeled, delivering a roundhouse kick that was as absurd as an alligator dressed up as a dentist -- the whole entire point was for theatrics, but if he actually hit ford in his nose, hey, two birds one stone.

the handsomest pair of brothers in  the entire teekon wilds continued their riveting tango for a large portion of the day, quitting only as thirst or food compelled them.