As a rule, Game of Thrones is a show that shamelessly toys with my emotions. It gave me Podrick, Daario’s beautiful buttcheeks, Olenna Tyrell’s zingers, and Tyrion, and it also gave me the Red Wedding, the Hodor thing (#toosoon), and Ramsay Bolton. This week, it gave me a lot of delightful things, so let’s talk about them, shall we? Continue reading →

Honestly, I don’t know why I keep doing this to myself. I just don’t. I wish I could quit you, Game of Thrones.

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GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT HOLY SHIT

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Okay, so, that was an exercise in delayed gratification.

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