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"What's Podrick bringing to the table??? Only the best deep-dicking in Westeros." — Random King's Landing Prostitute

Does anyone else think Septa Unella's clothing is a little too, shall we say, form-fitting for a female member of The Faith?

"BURN!" — Kelso Targaryen

I really like how a lot of the shots of scenes in the North are illustrating Jon's frustration with Sansa. There are a lot of little reaction shots (this episode's came when she started to accost Lord Glover about Stark allegiance) that seem to be building toward, well, something between the two of them. Maybe Jon

Maybe Jaqen wanted to see if the Waif would really follow his instructions? ("Don't let her suffer.")

Not a lot of rhyming lines here. Must be a Masta Killa verse.

Batshit Beecher is the best Beecher.

To give you an idea, I have about 175 planted this year, in an area that's just over 50 square feet total. (two 3x7 beds and one 2x6)

Plant it in early October. Let it overwinter in the ground, and as soon as the weather warms up, it'll start going crazy. Scapes will usually pop in June — cut 'em off when they curl into a full circle so the plant stops putting energy into reproducing and keep growing the bulb (cut the white bulbil off and eat that

You can plant 'em pretty tightly, since the root system isn't much wider than the bulb. Six inches apart is usually fine. I live in PA, and plant mine in early October. They overwinter in the ground and then start growing like the dickens as soon as the weather starts to warm up. It's the easiest to grow of anything

I'll die of old age before I get that deep into it. And mine ain't no LOTR, that's for sure! (I mean that as a compliment to Tolkien, not to me)

"Quaaludes and Pushin' Rope: My Sex Life with an Elderly Man."

Jared Leto just read this and sent a dead rat inside a used condom to the MPAA.

If I lived in Louisiana I'd weigh 8,000 pounds. Crawfish, catfish, gumbo, jambalaya… sheeeeeeit… =)

Counterpoint: In vino, veritas. Not to mention Turner's conscious decision to get drunk. I play in a band in lots of bars as well, with plenty of drunks. Never walked out the back door to load out gear and found someone raping an unconscious woman behind the dumpster. I get it, she wants to defend her friend, but

"Bobby! I don't know. But what's'n'ever I play, it's got to be FUNKY!"

Proper fried catfish is on the short list of things I miss about living in Delaware.

As a longtime garlic grower, this month is basically Garlic Christmas — scape season! Scapes are the shoots that garlic plants toss up that eventually become flowering bulbs. Growers cut 'em off so that the plant will continue to put its energy into growing the underground bulb, and they're delicious with all the

Slowly working on Story No. 2, which has its roots in a fictional medieval-era world. What I've noticed, though, is when you're basing a story in a land with its own history, you have to WRITE that history. You practically have to write a novel before you write the novel! Families, big events,

Yippie-ki-yay, Mister Falcon!