I think I'm supposed to be trying to blend in. Where's the fun in that?
Let me tell ya, after being stuck in a cramped space for so long, blending in is the last thing on my mind. For fuck's sake, I want to actually have some fun. Oh, were you expecting something more stereotypically archaic for an oath? I'll be glad to deliver, just for laughs.
By Odin's BEARD!
There, you feeling better? Trust me, it won't last.
And using the internet to communicate? That's really cute. I invented the internet, I'll have you know. I thought it was brilliant at the time.