I have a jug of sour goat's milk stronger than any of that grape water you southern twats
If we are not willing to do the same for him, we're cowards. And if that's what we are, we deserve to be the last of the free folk
Plenty of little men tried to put their swords through my heart and there's plenty of little skeletons buried in the woods
I don't think you're truly mean, you have sad eyes