Look, we're gonna be here all day if we start getting into what single panel of CnH contained the greatest art/laugh win.

What a world we live in. Where people want strangers to believe they're getting some, but don't want them to know they're getting some.

Ah, you want Sonic CD.

"Suplexing the train was truly a satisfying experience."

"The whole idea, besides having fun, was that maybe, just maybe, someone would come to the conclusion: Well if we ban this reposting account we should take a critical look at the account the posts originally came from. That clearly didn't work."

Necessary explanation: Why is "Condom Depot" a thing that exists?

"It’s more tiresome than anything, because its supposedly high-minded message for women is expressed in the most patronizing manner possible: by peddling pink stuff at them."

Oh is this the tenuous links thread? Well in that case, allow me to present: The Actual Saddest Song in the World!

Ah, you've been here before?

In episode nine Stannis storms onto the scene with a huge army to rescue [character whose travails he was apparently aware of for some weeks beforehand], so you can include him.

Oh, so I was wrong when I predicted "The Stark kid will move another quarter of an inch on the world map, this season."

My body is Thunderdome.

"Mary Timony has been part of some of the most consistently inventive, just plain consistent bands in the vaguely defined realm of “indie rock” since her early days in seminal groups like Autoclave and Helium."

To be honest, yes I agree. Somewhere in the final run of episodes I was overcome with the feeling that "This master plan is going to turn out to be entirely underwhelming, isn't it?"

In short:

I have to laugh at the idea of getting that involved in the lives of writers as if they were musicians or something.

If someone could just kill Gallinger's new baby as well, that'd be great. Fuck Gallinger.

Let's see if we can't sort this out for you…

I'm really having a lot of trouble here understanding these people who read shitty YA books. Or to be more precise: People who read the second installments of books they know to be shitty.

One day I will cry at a film. It is my life ambition.