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Donna, you'll be coming down to the bar tonight for me first night, right? And I guess that could go for the lot of you because I'm fairly good at slingin drinks if I do say so myself!

Collective workers, former workers, wearers of collars both white and blue, members of the lower classes of all times and places and meanings, both proletariat and bourgeoisie, in short, all of us who remain uncrowned by birth and unhallowed by genealogy, UNITE!

We shall gather in the field and discuss our lives, our work, the meaning of our toil. We shall gaze over the garden wall upon the idylls of these idle monarchs, and debate the wastefulness of maintaining an hereditary governing system in the modern era. We shall institute a Parliament and a Guillotine, and I will bring enough red hats for everyone to wear, but you'll have to find your own pitchforks.

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Collective kings and queens and highborns, I would like to cordially invite you to a dinner.

Rapunzel and Hound and I would very much to have your presence in the garden, where we will discuss our lives. Apparently Mr. Copperpot is in charge but maybe we could be part of his Small council.

Yours,
Lady Sansa

I think the girl that lives next to me is an alcoholic. How does one stage an intervention?

Oi dumbo, where the hell are you?

Not this crap again. Really, I mean who just spirits people away. First a bloody boat and now this. And no Doctor. Well not my Doctor. This is bloody ridiculous.

Don't know about any of you, but I'm getting a really big drink.

Did anyone ever watch LOST? Is that what this is?

So who has the worst story so far? I'm rooming with my evil cousin and my daughter is apparently knocked up my Jamie "Dead Man Walking" Madrox.

I am King Tommen Baratheon, First of his Name, Lord of the Five Kingdoms, and I would like to know what is going on please?

I have read the letter but I have never heard of Notherville, nor of House Copperton. (It sounds like a Lannister bannerman, but I know all of them, and there is no such.)

Really now?

This some sorta joke, Tommy?