One bastard son of a Baratheon moves in and suddenly everything is getting gendryfied.

Hey, wouldn’t it be great if we sent scouts ahead for our ships? No? Okay. Well what about if we get Drogon to flank the enemy ships and burn their sails from behind. No? Okay yeah cool, good talk.

Every girl who was ever in high school has never related this much to Ser Brienne of Tarth.

LOVE this!

If we count the bodies attributed to Christ, vs the bodies attributed to Satan, Satan is downright peaceful.

In general I’m not very into organized religion. But every time the Church of Satan takes some kind of public action, I’m sincerely tempted to join. The only thing stopping me is that anything with the word Satan in it is a little too close to Christianity for me to feel comfortable with.

Well now I'm really disappointed that their "oven-baked sandwiches" aren't called SUBS.

Maybe she's born with it... Maybe it's melanin.

"Aintchu some kinda Messican?"

"No, not really related. I stole one of them from a mall when they were a baby but don't tell anyone. Especially police," would be my de facto response.

One of those mall salesman once offered me a hair-conditioning treatment in his booth.

I would like a quiet job, but that's cause I'm antisocial.

oh no, now I'll be off on a reminiscing about crazy ass Jade spiral. Elephants are dinosaurs.

Me too. But I'm more this tone.

And that dress is everything.

True story: as a Polish girl, I'm, like, 25% butter. The rest is potato.

I'm ethnic, too. Ethnically Polish, that is. This is the skin color of my people:

I found this today and I am psyched I have a reason to use it!

I never, ever try to guess someone's ethnicity or nationality or anything, even if it's clear they want me to. I once met this guy who couldn't understand why I didn't want to guess what country he was from. When he told me he was from Sweden I said "and would you have been upset if I had guessed you were from…

lol quiet jobs