Hold the door. Holdor. Hodor.
#stopmomswearingparkasindoors2016
Love is in the air. You can smell it, reeking of pig liver or whatever the hell that Tormund was nibbling sensually at Lady Brienne.
Never do more than you’re asked for, you nerd. Overachievers are geeds.
Imagine how many children have been named after the family jewels. Richard, Willie, Johnson, Harry. Weird Al.