You know, the thing that endears me to the Space Wolves is that, unlike all other Space Marines, they're not just 8-foot-tall genetically enhanced superhumans wearing powered armor and carrying personal weapons that are fully automatic grenade launchers with close combat chainsaw swords. No no. They're 8-foot-tall genetically enhanced superhuman VIKINGS who sometimes turn into F&*^ING WEREWOLVES AND GET PLASTERED DRUNK OFF OF TANK FUEL wearing powered armor and carrying personal weapons that are fully automatic grenade launchers with close combat chainsaw swords!!!! It's almost as if someone at GW was thinking "Hey, I'm gonna throw everything that makes hair grow on your chest into one army." Seriously, if playing Space Wolves can't cure low testosterone levels, then you're probably dealing with Richard Simmons. Since I started painting them I've had to start shaving twice a day.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TmvZy0xZ-pQ
A demonstration of my power.

"Education is a weapon whose effects depend solely on whom it is aimed at, and who holds it in his hands."
-Joseph Stalin

"Any officer who goes into battle without his sword is underdressed" -Jack Churchill

"I may be drunk madam but you are ugly, and i shall be sober in the morning" -Windston Churchill