"When I was a lad half your age, my lady mother told me that if I stood about with my mouth open, a weasel was like to mistake it for his lair and run down my throat. If you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, beware of weasels."-Jeor Mormont, A Clash of Kings
Sunday, February 9, 2014
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