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What, we can't defend the wall unless we're celibate?
It's absurd.
I didn't think you'd be so upset about it.
Why not?
- Because I'm fat? - No.
But I like girls just as much as you do.
They might not like me as much.
I've never been with one.
You've probably had hundreds.
No.
As a matter of fact,
I'm the same as you.
Yeah.
I find that hard to believe.
I came very close once.
I was alone in a room with a naked girl, but
you didn't know where to put it?
I know where to put it.
Was she
Old and ugly?
Young and gorgeous.
A *** named Ros.
What color hair?
- Red. - Oh, I like red hair.
And her, um
Her
- You don't want to know. - That good?
- Better. - Oh no.
So why exactly
did you not make love to Ros with the perfect?
What's my name?
Jon Snow?
And why is my surname snow?
Because
You're a *** from the North.
I never met my mother.
My father wouldn't even tell me her name.
I don't know if she's living or dead.
I don't know if she's a noblewoman
or a Fisherman's wife
Or a ***.
So I sat there
in the brothel as Ros took off her clothes.
But I couldn't do it.
Because all I could think was
what if I got her pregnant
and she had a child,
another *** named Snow?
It's not a good life for a child.
Ah, mmm.
So
You didn't know where to put it?