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მაგისი Deadpan-ები გაგუდავს აუდიტორიას სიცილით.
The dead are likely dull fellows, full of tedious complaints – 'the ground's too cold, my gravestone should be larger, why does he get more worms than I do...
Once they figure a way to work a dead horse, we'll be next. Likely I'll be the first too. 'Edd,' they'll say, 'dying's no excuse for laying down no more, so get on up and take this spear, you've got first watch tonight.' Well, I shouldn't be so gloomy. Might be I'll die before they work it out
"I never win anything," Dolorous Edd complained. "The gods always smiled on Watt, though. When the wildlings knocked him off the Bridge of Skulls, somehow he landed in a nice deep pool of water. How lucky was that, missing all those rocks?"
"Was it a long fall?" Grenn wanted to know. "Did landing in the pool of water save his life?"
"No," said Dolorous Edd. "He was dead already, from that axe in his head. Still, it was pretty lucky, missing the rocks."
"I just want to say to whoever is voting for me that I would certainly make an awful Lord Commander. But so would all these others."
"if it's warm and dry inside, don't tell me, I wasn't asked in." He flicked a glob of wet mud out from under a horseshoe. "Does this mud look like shit to you? Could it be that this whole hill is made of Caster's shit?"
"I was warm though . Some dogs crawled atop me during the night. my cloak was almost dry when one of them pissed on it. Or perhaps it was Brown Bernarr. Have you noticed that the rain stopped once I had a roof above me. It will start again now that I'm back out. Gods and dogs alike delight to piss on me."
"Now I understand why King Stannis let the wildlings through the Wall. He means for us to eat them." Jon had to smile. "It will not come to that." "Oh, good," said Edd. "They look a stringy lot, and my teeth are not as sharp as when I was younger."
"Place was overrun with rats when we moved in. The spearwives killed the nasty buggers. Now the place is overrun with spearwives. There's days I want the rats back."
'I could do with a bit of boiling about now. If the kettle were larger, I might jump in. Though I would sooner it were wine than water. There are worse ways to die than warm and drunk. I knew a brother who drowned himself in wine once. It was poor vintage, though, and his corpse did not improve it.”
“You drank the wine?”
“It’s an awful thing to find a brother dead. You’d have need of a drink as well, Lord Snow.”
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One dagger is more powerful than thousands of swords if you stick it into the right heart.
The Net is dark and full of spoilers.
Kick her in the balls!
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Game OF Thrones / სამეფო კარის თამაშები, Vol XIV
