Tell him not to worry, my gay friend assures me their agenda is booked solid until 2017, mainly comprising tennis with Keith and shopping for pastel polo shirts.

For your delectation:

How about that little coin rolling around the Braavos aqueduct in the opening!

The peculiar pointlessness of his story has got me scratching my head so hard, I'm nearly as bald as Varys.

They're in our world too man.

"Hey guys, get this! If you fry your sheep and go tell Queen Blondie that it was her dragons wot done it, she'll pay you out three times over!"

I sometimes wonder if Iain Glen's constantly pained expression is a wonderful way of reflecting Jorah's inner turmoil, or if he's just desperately trying not to cry as he watches Emilia munch on the scenery.

The ratings around here are a joke. Remember when he could rate things ourselves? Funny how that stopped.

I loved that! It shows both the city's aqueduct and brilliantly alludes to the presence of the Bank.

I couldn't help but think of Aaron's confession from Titus Andronicus.

Given that it was a lot of sizzle and no steak, yes I say it was a waste. At this juncture it seemed nothing more than padding.

"H-hey man! I'm not lost!"

"A man is the room he's in"

It introduced me to Elizabeth Olsen, I'm grateful for that.

Criticize shitposters all you like but if you malign the pipes then sir I will have you

Portnoy's Complaint! I wonder what Don would make of that saga of sexual anxiety.

I assumed her difficult nature was that she was boringly hetero, an outrage in her father's eyes.

Oberyn's poem:

At least it will be probably some kind of payoff to the ridiculous amount of screen time that was wasted last season, emphasizing his cockmanship.

She seriously needs a cat.