re: #409 Fluffy Bunny

I don’t mind groveling as long as we don’t have to kiss the ring!

Well there’s groveling, and then there’s groveling with style.

A band of vikings invaded part of northern France and the king decided to buy them off. Their leader would get to the the Duke of the province, hereinafter named Normandy, if they would convert to Christianity and swear fealty to him. The mass conversion was fun, but the new Duke of Normandy had to kiss the king’s feet. So he picked up the king by the ankles and raised them to face level and kissed the feet.