Game of Thrones Season One watch-a-thon: “Baelor”
Joffrey. *simmering rage* You will get yours, you little brat rat.
Joffrey. *simmering rage* You will get yours, you little brat rat.
Ned rots in a dungeon! Arya has her first kill! Sansa is learning how to play the woman’s side of the game of thrones!
Ah! Oh! Treachery! Villainy! The Winter that is coming, and the Long Night that is coming… these aren’t metaphoric, are they?
I knew it I knew it I knew it. I guessed the secret of the king’s sons…
This is the craziest fucking show I’ve ever seen. I. Love. It. So. Much.
I am enjoying the CSI: King’s Landing stuff as Ned investigates Jon Arryn’s death. Law and Order: Winterfell is taking a strange turn, however…
Kiss my fuzzy yarny head.
I still remember vividly the moment in high-school English when I learned how many words William Shakespeare invented, and one that sticks with me to this day is one that I find extremely mellifluous: incarnadine.
Just hangin’ out on the side of a building seemingly without a care in the worlds… but it’s biding its time until the moment to strike has arrived.
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