Just For Fun

A good friend of mine often says, "Beware of a priest that cannot laugh."  And I agree with him.  When anyone starts taking a religion -- any religion -- way too seriously, you are not only promoting it as drudgery and potential fundamentalism, but denying the Gods a chance to laugh with you.  Laughter is one of the greatest gifts the Gods can be given.  There is a difference between irreverence and blasphemy.  In the Northern Tradition, Odin is blood-brothers with Loki, who has been said to do things "for the lulz" (although His motivations for specific actions are often far more complex than that).

Back by popular demand, I have added some bits that were on a previous incarnation of this site, to give laughter to my Gods, and Their people.

OBLIGATORY DISCLAIMER: Many of these pages contain material of an adult nature, or at least things that are politically incorrect.  Do NOT click these links if you are easily offended.  Kthx.

GENERAL LULZ

Eschatology FTW     Lolcats

The Gods on "South Park"     You Might Be a Vanic Bitch from Hel If...



FUN WITH FILK
I make so many parody songs about Northern Tradition subjects, that I have been called
"the Heathen Weird Al".  I guess that's good, right?

Min Holmwylm     þæt mægþ fram Ipanema

I'm Afraid of the Rokkrtru     Woo and Ergi     Saxon Back

Hit that Perfect Mead Horn     The Valkyrie Song

Living on the Internet     Loki     I Want to Blot Frey

Terrible Lies     Closer to My Gods     Blame it on the Vanes

It's Not Asatru    You're So Vane    Enter Seidhman

V is for Vanir     Loki and the Jotuns     Lorethumping

Pervy Vanic People     Esbat No. 5     L-O-K-I     Allfather

The Grouchy Spirit-Worker Theme Song

Kennewick Man     Wotan (and Tezcatlipoca)


THE GHETTOMAL
When the Edda meets hip-hop!
I put selections from the Eddas into Gizoogle, because, well, I could.

Lokasenna
Tyr spake:
37. "Of tha heroes brave | is Freyr tha B-to-tha-izzest
Here in tha hizzy of tha giznods;
He harms not maids | nor tha wives of M-to-tha-izzen,
And tha bound from they baller he frees."

Skirnirsmal
Freyr, tha son of Njorth, had sat one day in Hlithskjolf, n looked over all tha worlds fo' sheezy.

Havamal
77. Cattle dizzy | n kinsmen die,
And so one dies one's sizzelf;
But a noble name | W-to-tha-izzill neva dizzy
If good renown one gets.

78. Cattle die, | n kinsmen die,
And so one dies one's siznelf;
One thing now | thizzay n***a dies,
The fizzle of a dead man's deeds.

and the best one...

Voluspa
22. Heith they named her | who sought they home,
The wide-see'n witch, | in magic wise;
Minds she bewitched | thizzat were moved by her magic,
To evil bitchez | a joy she was.



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