True Blood is true back! That’s right kids, a whole new season of vampire sex, werewolf sex, fairy sex and all kinds of other weird shit. Jim, Kurt and I will be guiding you through the weird shit. Aw, who am I kidding, I don’t even think Alan Ball could guide you through it, but we’re going to laugh while we’re trying!
Season 3, Episode 10 – “Mhysa”
JIM: Walder Frey, you gloating, self-satisfied son of a bitch! In the aftermath of the Red Wedding, Frey dines casually and makes funny with the new Warden of the North, Roose Bolton (forever young!) whilst the Stark blood is wiped from the floor. We learn of Bolton’s plans to perhaps one day occupy a rebuilt Winterfell and that his bastard Ramsay Bolton has been the one torturing Theon for 10 fucking episodes. My question: do you believe Bolton’s ambitions end as Warden of the North or does he have designs on one day sitting the Iron Throne? Should Walder Frey and the Lannisters trust the family with the Flayed Man sigil?
Hey, guys, is everyone okay? It’s been 48 hours, is it still too soon for you all to talk about it? You know “IT”, The Red Wedding. What you non-book readers may have seen referred to as the RW on the internets up until now? It’s okay, we’ll go slow, we’ll just ease into it, see how you feel. We’ll start with the easy stuff and wait until later to wade into the bloody mess that is Edmure’s reception (And we’re not even talking about the bedding. Yes, I did just gross myself out.) And look everyone, you’re old pal S.P. is back to help out. We’re just going to go on ahead and get started. We promise, we’ll try to be gentle.