My dad’s cousin’s kid is making an elaborate necklace of Thor’s hammers. I say “kid,” but he’s my age. We sit with him at family functions and behave in rambunctious ways while egging each other on. And we’re Facebook friends, but I don’t know him any better than that.
I do know there are a limited number of reasons a man would have a collection of heathen pendents. And we can rule out “white supremacist.”
So, I laughed.