As much as I’ve despised the man professionally, whenever I see him now my heart just aches for him. I can’t even get riled up any longer. He’s gone. It’s over. So let’s just get back to the business of mocking the idiocy of Warner Brothers execs.

Return of the Meh

Ah grand, the “I love allergies, pitch black mornings and ceaseless freezing rain” crowd has arrived!

What the hell is wrong with you?

Chu-Chu died for your sins, BLASPHEMER!

And so, the fate of Episode 3 was determined by man’s desire to throw money at a random number generator for little more than digital hats and pretty weapon skins.

Era Vulgaris is a hugely underrated album.

So we shouldn’t tell Mr. Martin that, essentially, Gendry has become the Flash, the crows can now Whatsapp messages across Westeros, the dragons can now fly at Mach 5, and the Night King probably won the Gold medal on the last Olympic games at Essos?

He has no pages.

He may watch the show, but does he have any pages?

How is this article not just this image?

Superman’s number one enemy (no, not Batman)

It’ll switch things up?

I think I speak for all of us when I say: Oh come the FUCK on!

It’s dumb, but anything is better than Sony paying Bungie to literally withhold Destiny content from Xbox and PC players and then calling it exclusive.

I’d also point out that you’re making your hot dogs all wrong. First you open the bun, add the condiments you want. Then you add the dog on top of the condiments. The dog keeps the mustard and relish in the bun and off your shirt.