You're a Swede are you not? Be grateful you're not as hairy as your great grandparents, knitting sweaters and shit out of body hair. Now this whole young generation of sleek slender hairless swedey-boy bullshit has got to end. It's time to go get fucking huge again, get massive and hairy and start carrying melee weapons to and from wherever you go. The past beckons, and only a few can answer that call (call of being a fucking MAN that is), so get to it; grow that fucking beard and rub ice on it to keep it from itching - better yet, let it itch and then go into a rage. There are no Egill Skallagrímsson's in existence now, so take advantage of it and accrue as much property through the defeat of your enemies and sheer testosterone fueled hair driven rages.
Take a train and pillage the shores of the U.K. for fucks sake.