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A game of groans
"In a world where seasons can last decades and comparisons to Tolkien a lifetime, trouble is brewing. The warmth is returning, and in the thawing tundra to the North of Summerseve, something wicked is coming this way. At the center of the conflict squat the Barkers of Summerseve, a family unit as hard and unforgiving as the pronunciation of "Daenerys Targaryen." Swooping from this land of sweater weather to a balmy kingdom of equestrian delights and outdoor fornication, here is an epic of novella proportions. Amid plots and counterplots, wizards and warriors, poor reception and no wireless, the future of the Barks, their BFFs, and their enemies dangles in the balance, as each strives to star to in that funniest of concepts: a parody of George R.R. Martin's A Game of Thrones"--
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- ""In a world where seasons can last decades and comparisons to Tolkien a lifetime, trouble is brewing. The warmth is returning, and in the thawing tundra to the North of Summerseve, something wicked is coming this way. At the center of the conflict squat the Barkers of Summerseve, a family unit as hard and unforgiving as the pronunciation of "Daenerys Targaryen." Swooping from this land of sweater weather to a balmy kingdom of equestrian delights and outdoor fornication, here is an epic of novella proportions. Amid plots and counterplots, wizards and warriors, poor reception and no wireless, the future of the Barks, their BFFs, and their enemies dangles in the balance, as each strives to star to in that funniest of concepts: a parody of George R.R. Martin's A Game of Thrones"--"
- ""In a world where seasons can last decades and comparisons to Tolkien a lifetime, trouble is brewing. The warmth is returning, and in the thawing tundra to the North of Summerseve, something wicked is coming this way. At the center of the conflict squat the Barkers of Summerseve, a family unit as hard and unforgiving as the pronunciation of "Daenerys Targaryen." Swooping from this land of sweater weather to a balmy kingdom of equestrian delights and outdoor fornication, here is an epic of novella proportions. Amid plots and counterplots, wizards and warriors, poor reception and no wireless, the future of the Barks, their BFFs, and their enemies dangles in the balance, as each strives to star to in that funniest of concepts: a parody of George R.R. Martin's A Game of Thrones"--"@en
- ""A PARODY OF THE BELOVED FANTASY DOORSTOP... ER, SAGAIn the land of the Eight (or was it Six?) Kingdoms--where the seasons last as long as a series of bestselling Tolkien-esque novels--trouble is brewing. The mud is growing muddier, the onions are rotting, the Wall to the North (or is it the South?) is melting, and Lord Barker of Summerseve is getting worried. His wife is addicted to Godsweede, his King is too fat to fit into his armor, and the foreshadowing is out of control. All in all, not the position you want to be in when Summer is coming.From this world of outdoor fornication with horse-people (and indoor fornication with blood relatives) comes an epic story of novella proportions. Amid plots and counterplots, power-hungry warriors and overworked ravens, poor reception and no wireless, the future of the Barkers, their BFFs, and their enemies dangles in the balance, as each strives to survive long enough to appear in at least two of the sequels."His teeth might be wooden, but his prose is not."--J.R.R. MadisonGeorge R. R. Washington cannot tell a lie: A Game of Groans was not prepared, authorized, licensed, approved, or endorsed by any person or entity involved in creating or producing any of the Song of Ice and Fire books or the Games of Throne television program. Please direct any inquiries to our legal counsel, Clarence R. R. Darrow"--"
- ""A PARODY OF THE BELOVED FANTASY DOORSTOP... ER, SAGAIn the land of the Eight (or was it Six?) Kingdoms--where the seasons last as long as a series of bestselling Tolkien-esque novels--trouble is brewing. The mud is growing muddier, the onions are rotting, the Wall to the North (or is it the South?) is melting, and Lord Barker of Summerseve is getting worried. His wife is addicted to Godsweede, his King is too fat to fit into his armor, and the foreshadowing is out of control. All in all, not the position you want to be in when Summer is coming.From this world of outdoor fornication with horse-people (and indoor fornication with blood relatives) comes an epic story of novella proportions. Amid plots and counterplots, power-hungry warriors and overworked ravens, poor reception and no wireless, the future of the Barkers, their BFFs, and their enemies dangles in the balance, as each strives to survive long enough to appear in at least two of the sequels."His teeth might be wooden, but his prose is not."--J.R.R. MadisonGeorge R. R. Washington cannot tell a lie: A Game of Groans was not prepared, authorized, licensed, approved, or endorsed by any person or entity involved in creating or producing any of the Song of Ice and Fire books or the Games of Throne television program. Please direct any inquiries to our legal counsel, Clarence R. R. Darrow"--"@en