Yeah, but they'll save our ass in WW III.

"He was the birthday, he was birthday, he was the birthday, boy or girl!"

"Marge, I'd like to be alone with the sandwich for a moment."
"Are you going to eat it?"
"…Yes."

Buffalo mozzarella, prosciutto, and a dash of pesto aioli. Go too long without one and I get the Fitz.
SEE WHAT I DID THERE!?

In an homage to Arya's fight with the Waif from last week, I hope there's a total solar eclipse right before the Battle of Winterfell so that the entire affair takes place in pitch-black darkness. In the next scene, we'll see the losers' faces hanging in the House of Black & White for some odd reason. Cut to the…

Stabbing him in the heart after he mutters "mother"? Weird, but okay.

Isn't Elijah Wood's career now wearing the One Ring?

I'm saddened that Hollywood itself isn't the lowest common denominator.

"Out-of-shape"? You have insulted Ned Stark's honor, sir.

The semblance of creativity is the real illusion.

You can really taste the chutney.

Just as Jar Jar was only "somewhat" racist.

Makes perfect sense. Although, to be fair, I'd say Loras is pretty "broken" at this point, too.

Your faith in your friends is yours.
Did I do that right?

Is it just me, or does it seem as though the oddsmaker determines lines almost solely based on his dislike for certain characters? If how much enmity a person inspires were the true determiner of survival, I'd have died a long time ago.

Nope, we're all just zombies in your heeead, yeah in your heeeeead, oh, oh, oh.

I was also satisfied picturing a big dick…
…wait, what are we talking about?

"Someone's arrived from across the Narrow Sea to conquer Westeros."
"That's bad."
"But it's a really hot blonde girl who's immune to fire."
"That's good."
"She's brought an army of eunuchs trained for war since birth with her."
"That's bad."
"She also has three dragons."
"That's good."
"The dragons will likely burn the entire…

"Everything's coming up Ben-house!"

I haven't perused the comments in their entirety yet, so I hope someone's already mentioned what I'm about to; if not, I'll fall on the sword of my pedantry, even though doing so will make me look like a dick…
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