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The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: The Dragon and the Wolf
The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: The Dragon and the Wolf
LAST EPISODE OF THE SEASON FOLKS! We the Unsullied Led by the Undecided To Kill the Unbelievers Die for who gives a fuck The charade kick-starts with a birds-eye view of Eunuch and the whole army of the
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The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Beyond The Wall
The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Beyond The Wall
Beyond The Wall of Shuthehellupitsfreezing Our little party of nine (aren't they all magnificent) has bravely gone through the gate in the wall and into the snowy nothingness that exists beyond the wall,
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The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Eastwatch
The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Eastwatch
The rain in Spain falls mainly on the Spaniards Well, this looks optimistically idyllic, doesn't it? The reflective, shimmering but still waters of the lake, the trees meddling with the rocks as they climb
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The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: The Spoils Of War
The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: The Spoils Of War
[On viewing the intro scene in total once more] It's all so serious, isn't it? We are overlooking a dark brown plain. A long convoy of horse-drawn carriages, accompanied by riders on horseback stretches
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The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: The Queen's Justice
The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: The Queen's Justice
Rolling, long waves. Seagulls, screeching. A boat, mooring into ample, puffy mounds of amber sand. Safely washed ashore, Jon “I'm slow and it shows” Snow, his companion and their men stand face to face
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The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Stormborn
The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Stormborn
It's night-time and it's raining. From out beyond comes the roll of thunder and soon after the prickling of falling rain. Dark sea waves flounder below as cameras above turn and dolly towards a cliff face,
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The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Dragonstone
The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Dragonstone
I'm obliged to inform you that we seem to be present as uninvited and unseen guests to a house party. An old man (hereby affectionately referred to as “old-fuck”) appears to be head of the house-party
zenmotherfucker
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The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Revisited
The Winter of Your Discontent: Game Of Thrones Season 7: Revisited
I've stayed away from television for many years now. It was a conscious decision on my part and it was handily supported by my coming-of-age environment, being a student abroad, not affording many luxuries,
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The State Of Flunk To Come II
The State Of Flunk To Come II
There is one simple thing that you must understand, Mr. Anderson, and that is humanity would have long drawn its final breath, if it wasn’t for our congenial intervention. Please note that we were not
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The Shape Of Flunk To Come
The Shape Of Flunk To Come
My fellow Custodians. We, or to place it more aptly, each and every one of us, you, me, he, she and everyone perplexing on the nether edges or flummoxing in the in-between, have yet to achieve greatness
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Vertebrae Heaver
Vertebrae Heaver
Past lives would have me call myself A man But there is no "M" anymore, it is gone Replaced by ugliness Senor Martinez, chop down your sweet talk Save me with your miracle work Reduce and then
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Returning the Key
Returning the Key
Inside four walls My bed used to be, there And there, and there, over in the corner, across the TV Apparently these random haggard years Were used as placeholders While I was busy practicing, rearranging
zenmotherfucker
poetry
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Happy Adversary
Happy Adversary
Great things always come in pairs You can't get smashed the night before Without harbouring a smashing headache the day After the fray It's all part of the process, and if you unwind the reel Long enough
zenmotherfucker
poetry
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Andrew's Theme
Andrew's Theme
He looks at them funny and then tells them straight About the heebie-jeebies tainting his betting stakes The girls would all love him if he was a tad taller Would all jump up around and then give him a
zenmotherfucker
poetry
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Cusp Of The Belly
Cusp Of The Belly
Holy Decree A mother expects of herself to take care of her Son A wife expects of herself to be taken care by the Mother's son Such a discrepancy would be optimally and logically Bugged out If you were
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Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
The day before yesterday, at 10 o'clock in the morning, I was standing in front of the entrance of an old apartment block in my hometown. I had a key in my pocket and that key belonged to the front door
zenmotherfucker
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Cop on the Run
Cop on the Run
A clear cut Milhouse detective Worn jeans, tainted shirt Remnants of countless walls painted While painstakingly waiting for A stakeout To resolve itself into terror via gunshots He says he never took
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poetry
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No-Harm Farm
No-Harm Farm
There are always hidden surprises Where there are no obvious expectations There is always a sense of defiance In having to deal with abrupt confrontations And the commute just takes too long And the lines

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