The Runes, Oh, The Runes

[oggbashan]

Some of the wall inscriptions in Pompeii and Herculaneum were rude graffiti.

In recent years it has been discovered that the Vikings were addicted to graffiti too. On the inside of a prehistoric tomb mound, thousands of years old when the Vikings came, runic inscriptions scratched into the stones of the interior chambers have been translated.

They seem to be variations of "I fucked **** here"; "I want to fuck **** here"; "I fucked ****, and ****, and **** here" followed by "You didn't! I did!"

Originality seems absent, but writing erotica scratched as runes in the darkness underground must have been challenging, particularly if there was all that fucking happening in a confined space.

 

[Hypoxia]

And Dan'l Boone only kilt a b'ar at a certain tree. If he'd fucked the b'ar, and noted the fact, USA history would be so different.

 

[Dianthus]

Some of the wall inscriptions in Pompeii and Herculaneum were rude graffiti.

In recent years it has been discovered that the Vikings were addicted to graffiti too. On the inside of a prehistoric tomb mound, thousands of years old when the Vikings came, runic inscriptions scratched into the stones of the interior chambers have been translated.

They seem to be variations of "I fucked **** here"; "I want to fuck **** here"; "I fucked ****, and ****, and **** here" followed by "You didn't! I did!"

Originality seems absent, but writing erotica scratched as runes in the darkness underground must have been challenging, particularly if there was all that fucking happening in a confined space.

The confined space being the four-or-so inches between their ears, likely.

I recall many such similar comments inscribed on the mural depicted in the flyleaf of my college yearbook. Some things are perennial as grass.

 

[oggbashan]

The confined space being the four-or-so inches between their ears, likely.

I recall many such similar comments inscribed on the mural depicted in the flyleaf of my college yearbook. Some things are perennial as grass.

And are usually expressions of wishful thinking, not records of actual activity.

If you are doing it, you aren't scratching runes on a stone.

One non-sexual one was interesting - my paraphrase:

"There is a large amount of treasure hidden to the North East of this place."

Followed by:

"No there isn't. Earl ***** stole it three days ago."

 

[49greg]

I guess people are people, or guys are guys throughout the ages.

Reminds me of an old cartoon, probably from a playboy in the sixties. It showed a corner of a pyramid and a couple of Egyptian workers, behind them on the side of the pyramid were written in a scrawl "Phuck the Pharaoh"

I wonder if there were ever things like that on Courthouse Rock in Western Nebraska. A lot of the pioneers headed for California or Oregon went past there, stopped and carved their names and initials. It'd be funny to find a little sheltered spot where someone carved, "I fucked Mary Lou here in July 1870, her husband was tending to her other three kids at the time."

 

[Handley_Page]

Military personnel were posted with some regularity in the 50s & 60s (back when we had an Air Force), so the standard 'bedside locker', for storing clothes, because a useful source of information for the newly-arrived single airman.
There were usually a number of telephone numbers and names of girls who possessed a friendly disposition, ideal for the lonely airman far away from his nearest and dearest..

 

[DreamCloud]

Are they really sure it was a tomb mound?

More than likely a latrine - our stalls have the same literary works. The more things change the more they stay the same.

 

[oggbashan]

Are they really sure it was a tomb mound?

More than likely a latrine - our stalls have the same literary works. The more things change the more they stay the same.

It was - a prehistoric tomb, ancient when the Vikings were around.

What preserved it, and the Runic inscriptions, was the collapse of the entrance about 950 AD. It might have collapsed when the Vikings were looking for the (stolen) hidden treasure.

 

[Handley_Page]

Are they really sure it was a tomb mound?

More than likely a latrine - our stalls have the same literary works. The more things change the more they stay the same.

Same round here!

 

[robertreams]

It was probably the bathroom wall.

 

[glynndah]

Ogg, I like how you starred out any last names to preserve the Vikings' privacy. You are ever the gentleman.

A from the good little witch.

 

[oggbashan]

Ogg, I like how you starred out any last names to preserve the Vikings' privacy. You are ever the gentleman.

A from the good little witch.

Thank you.

They might have been my ancestors or relations.

According to Genes Reunited I am descended from the Norse God Odin (and Venus, and the Goddess Isis). Do I believe it? No. None of them answer my prayers.

 

[GoldenCojones]

Thank you.
According to Genes Reunited I am descended from the Norse God Odin (and Venus, and the Goddess Isis).

Now THAT would have been a party!

 

[Hypoxia]

According to Genes Reunited I am descended from the Norse God Odin (and Venus, and the Goddess Isis). Do I believe it? No. None of them answer my prayers.

It's all for the best. Deities are usually busy with their own affairs. Gods who answer prayers are usually slackers, or bored, or mischievous, or otherwise have an agenda that might not align with the praying individual. The safest deities are those that don't notice you.

Proof: Do *you* ever respond to prayer? Probably not. And why should you? Well, it's like this: I established a church many years ago, chartered under official colour. As grand poo-bah, I established useful church doctrines, the primary of which is: ALL SENTIENT ENTITIES IN THE UNIVERSE ARE DIVINE. In other words, by proclamation, I have rendered y'all as GODS.

Yes, YOU are a deity, with all the powers, privileges and responsibilities that pertain. Be prudent. Don't fuck it up. And don't answer prayers; that only make folks nervous.

 

[Weird Harold]

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