Game of mother-effin' Thrones, man. Watching this show is like having goldfish as pets. It takes a few weeks before you can finally tell them apart and start having feeling for them as individuals. Then, they die.

Red Wedding, I thought. Sounds romantic, I thought.  Red is the color of love, I thought. Why, they'll probably have red crepe and red balloons and....

Oh.

I think I know now what the sequel to Wedding Crashers is going to look like.

Here are some of my favorite Tweets that hit the Tweeterverse after Sunday's episode...

Maybe that actually says more about your vagina, lady.

Yep. Your move, The Walking Dead.

Were they musicians that had to learn how to kill or assassins that had to learn how to play instruments?  Or were they just really badass musicians?

 

Finally, here's my favorite tweet but it didn't come from Sunday. It's from a few weeks ago and it's from one of these "oh I've got it all figured out" jerk-offs....

Ha! Nice job there, genius.  You know, if you really want to impress complete strangers on the internet there are these books out there...