My penis is spoken of in hushed tones, under the snow-laden roof of the great long-house of King Hrothgar, as the legend-born spear Hrõpigaizaz, slayer of both fiend and fair maiden alike.
Across the Rainbow Bridge, in Trøllheim, the Frost Giants melt from its radiant heat.
Bask in my scintillating glow, little men.
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