*cringes in Mitt Romney*

Thanks… still going to drink you, though.

Take it easy, Prof…

The Sass Of Christ

Winter is coming…

Winter is coming...

Y’all have no power here… – Your Highness, probably 👸

Bring back decorated doorknobs… IMO.

Bring back decorated doorknobs... IMO.

Just Goth things… 🖤

I wanted to believe… *dumps spoon*

How piano notes reverberate through a bowl of water.

Chill, Judith.

Joey carries a decent scruff.

35 y/o me: orders scythe and moves to the prairies.

*punches the glass* that’ll teach you to hurt my brain…

Cameraman nailed it.