(Or "I've taken a Viking to you!")
"WELL THE LAST TIME YOU REMEMBER, ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE HAD BEEN TRANSPORTED TO THE YEAR 981 WITH MR PEABODY, AND IT WAS THERE THAT THEY'D BEEN TAKEN CAPTIVE ABOARD LEIF ERICKSON'S BOAT SAILING FOR WHAT WOULD BECOME NORTH AMERICA…"
"RATATOSKR!" The Vikings exclaimed, pointing their weapons at Rocky…who was still trapped in a cage.
"Look, for the last time fellas, I'm not Ratatouille, I'm just a squirrel! My name's Rocky.." Rocky's poor attempts at reasoning with the Norsemen were met with a sword in the direction of his face.
"AND SO, BULLWINKLE RAN DOWN TO THE CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS AND BEGGED LEIF FOR THE RELEASE OF ROCKY."
"Please Mr. Erickson, you've gotta set my buddy free!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, on his knees, gripping the fur loincloth that Leif wore. "We'll do anything!"
"LEIF THOUGHT A MOMENT, SCRATCHING THE EDGE OF HIS ENORMOUS BEARD."
"Well, in order fer Ratatoskr t' stay and NOT GET SACRIFICED TO ODIN, he'll haveta best me in a duel." Leif spoke. "AND THIS DUEL, IS A TIME-HONORED VIKING TRADITION THAT MUST BE TREATED WITH THE UTMOST RESPECT…."
"What is it?" Bullwinkle asked, ecstatic. "We'll do anything!"
"WE SHALL HAVE….AN ERUCTATION CONTEST!!" Leif bellowed, much to the excitement of his fellow Vikings.
"Uh, what's he mean by erect—" Bullwinkle asked, scratching the top of his head before Rocky quickly interrupted.
"—He means a burp contest." Rocky replied.
"Right…that's what I figured." Bullwinkle immediately replied.
"MAKE SURE TO BE WITH US NEXT TIME FOR "Feeling Thor" OR "The Pillage People!"!"