I have a beauty waiting for me at winterfell, if I ever get back there. Yellow hair, blue eyes, the tallest woman you've ever seen
I have a jug of sour goat's milk stronger than any of that grape water you southern twats
Plenty of little men tried to put their swords through my heart and there's plenty of little skeletons buried in the woods
I need a good drink to help me sleep the night before a fight