But my name isn’t Stan??? It’s Chris.
Bjorn went on a trip to his homeland for some spelunking on the Fjords. Before he left though we went to the Casino to win trip money. We didn’t do too bad if I do say so myself.
I didn’t realize at the time that the Tourists recognized Bjorn until I saw this picture. We can’t go anywhere without someone wanting to see him in all his hairiness.
Bjorn thought I looked like a Hobbit. I told him he’s a Hobbit to which he did not take kindly to the comparison. It’s like being compared to a human idiot or a politician but I think they are the same thing…right?
So after we took like a zillion (actually 5) pictures some dude came around and told us there was no picture taking in the casino. Um…okay. I didn’t see a sign. HA HA…We got some pictures!
This was the last picture taken before we headed back home for a nap and a beer…but not necessarily in that order.