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Hvitserk: At least you blame yourself for your sexual inadequacies.
Ivar the Boneless: No, I blame them. Chicks never help you out. They never tell you what to do. And most of them are self- conscious about that smell factor, and so most of the time they just lay there, frozen like a deer in the headlights, right? Not for nothing, but when a chick goes down on me. I let her know where to go, and what the status is. You gotta handle it like CNN and the Weather Channel – constant updates.
Let’s face it, most guys are from the Dark Ages. They’re caveman. And they like a woman to be showing her cleavage and to be wearing 8-inch heels, and to be wearing, um, see-through underpants. But… for me, a woman looks best when she is just absolutely naked.
Ivar the Boneless: He [The Seer] told me that in a previous incarnation I was Alexander the Great’s chief eunuch.
Bishop Heahmund: You know what? I believe you.
Ivar the Boneless: To have lived a life alongside one of the greatest commanders of all time! No wonder the military’s in my blood!
Hvitserk: No wonder you’re such a good singer!
“Let’s put aside our differences, for the sake of our father. A civil war can only bring tragedy, weaken our family, and set in train a lifetime of revenge obligations for those who manage to survive! Is that really what you all want?”