Thor

This was Hymir's wife, Tyr's mother. She was dressed in golden alarming; she carried two of the tiniest giant thimbles, which she had filled with beer. Thor and Tyr gripped the thimbles, which were the size of buckets, and they drank the beer with enthusiasm.

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In the meadow was Hymir's herd of beatufil oxen. There were giant patties of dung on the ground, with large maggots writhing and burrowing in them, but Thor avoided all of them. Instead he walked over to the biggest, most majestic, fattest of the beasts, raised his fist, and thumped it between the eyes, killing it instantly.