We met at IKEA. I'd been eying him for a while...
I mean, how could I NOT fall for his streamlined physique? Must be the Swede/Dane in me. Can't say no to a hunk of good design.
I stuffed him into the car, (with help) and he came home with me. This guy has limited baggage and even when I put the screws to him, he remained sturdy.
He doesn't say much, but he's solid. He even lights up when I turn him on.
I've named him Scyld. (Yes, your medieval literature knowledge is serving you well. THAT Scyld... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scyld)
He's pretty hot, huh?
oooooooo- I want him. o- so fabulous!!
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