GoT the waiting for Season 4 blues? The folks over at WinterIsComing.net created a song to help pass the time: The following composition was inspired by Ozzette and one of her ongoing series of strange dreams, and the incomparable Paul Simon. All due respect to both. If you are unfamiliar with the original piece of work on which this masterpiece is based, it is entitled “50 Ways to Leave Your Lover”, and you can check it out here. Without further adieu, WiC is somewhat marginally proud to present a GoT Laugh Original entitled….. “50 Ways to Flay Your Greyjoy” “Who the hell are you” is what he said to me The answer is easy if you take it logically I once fooled you in your struggle to be free There must be fifty ways to flay your Greyjoy I said it’s really not my habit to be rude Being a bastard can be lost and misconstrued Eating sausage in front of you is a bit crude But there must be fifty ways to flay your Greyjoy Fifty ways to flay your Greyjoy (chorus) Take your head out the sack, Jack Pull a nail off the hand, Stan Don’t scream for Ho-dor You can’t get yourself free Hop on the horse, Gus No need to discuss much Just look for Yara, see And get yourself free They gonna pull down your pants, Mance Stick it in your crack, Jack Your butt they’ll destroy, Roy Til your saved by me Arrow in the head, Fred Thank me that your not deeeeaddd Now come follow me, Lee And get yourself free (verse 2) I act like it grieves me so to see you in such pain But I must strap you up for me to smile again You said please don’t do that and I don’t want you to explain About the fifty ways I said why don’t we both just sleep on it tonight I’ll send two ladies in just to make it right Then I’ll cut your junk off and between your legs you’ll see the light There must be fifty ways to flay a Greyjoy Fifty ways to flay your Greyjoy (chorus) Put your junk in a box, Cox Send it to your dad, Vlad He’s no longer a boy, Roy His new name is Reek You smell like disgust, Gus No need to fuss muccchhh No reason to plea, Lee You’re now unsullied Tie you up to the rack, Jack Turn the foot crank, Frank My name is not Boy, Roy Just listen to me I’ll blow on my horn, Dorne For gratuitous torture porrrrnnnn Send gripe letters to D&D Sincerely, Ramsay The End. By the way, this material is in no way meant to dishonor Theon. For what it’s worth, the majority of the Unsullied army of viewers would like to see him released sooner than later.
Posted on: Tue, 05 Nov 2013 17:19:58 +0000
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