Thor the Viking, was not a happy warrior. Things had been going really well for him and his crew, he was on a winning streak, the seven seas etc were his playground, his domain, and all who sailed in them feared his awesome power, presence and sexual magnetism.
You see Thor did not have to rape and pillage, the women came willingly. All wanted a piece of him and would go to great lengths to attract his attention. He was a very busy man.
Not only was he performing nightly, for hours on end. He still had the daily business of conquering, well everywhere. He had to run a tight long ship, keep his crew under control, which wasn't easy. His right hand man Sven the Swedish Sausage Muncher had just declared his feminine side, which wasn't doing the long ships reputation any favours.
Thor could cope with this as Sven was a great cook and kept the ship topped up with fresh flowers. Thor just made sure he didn't shower with the lads anymore.
No, Thor was not a happy Viking because there was a new ship on the horizon. This was unlike any ship he had seen before, it had many sails, it was fast, it was big and it had an en-suite bathroom.
If this wasn't bad enough, this ship was beginning to overtake him in the conquering stakes and it had a really cool name, The Cunnilingus.
The nerve of it! Thor was raging, did the captain of The Cunnilingus not know that he, Thor, the Viking, was Lord of the waves, Master of the bedroom and generally the biggest hardest man anyone had ever encountered?
Okay so Thor's long ship was called Big Boy, which summed the boss man up nicely, but the Cunnilingus had a really cool ring to it. Who the fuck did the captain of the Cunnilingus think he was? Thor was having none of it.
Action had to be taken, and soon. At first light, Thor instructed Sven to bake a nice cake, prepare a delicious casserole and look out probably the best lager in the world. He then told his trusty, if effeminate, sidekick to take it over to the Cunnilingus as a friendly gesture, and set up a meeting between Thor and the Captain.
Although hard as fuck (at least 5 times a day) Thor was fair minded and would at least discuss his differences through with his adversaries before promptly kicking ass and sending them on their way to Coventry.
So Thor waited patiently for Sven to return. All day Thor waited and by sundown he was worried. He had spunked into the cake, he may have been a fair minded fellow, but he hadn't had his daily pump off one of the random wenches they would pick up on the way!
He was fit to burst, and hell the cream on the cake looked so inviting. He was a bit worried that the Captain of the Cunnilingus had taken offence, and now he was sure that Sven was a prisoner of those swines across the water.
He could wait no longer, he called his men together, told them to get their oars oiled and out, tonight was the night that the boys were going to rampage and reek their revenge on this mysterious Captain and the ship Cunnilingus.