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worst tenth episode
Stan 2022-03-24 09:03:43
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Lee 2022-03-16 09:01:09
Ep01: Don't give a fuck about touching my fried chicken, don't give a fuck about it Ep02: Congrats to the Reykjavik Earth Shaking troupe, watermelon shredded meat is a must-have for a wedding banquet [Hehe, if you don't listen, you should get a bento Ep4: Damn, is this story about a fanboy? No one cares. I have already reported to the police. Ep07: The dazedness and struggle of the original novel is lost. Longma is Mary Su. what! There are also stone hearts and golden shit!
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Zoie 2022-03-29 09:01:09
I know you've read the original book, but I was saddened to see Qingwen's death so tragic. So, shut the fuck up! Spoiler alert.
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Jaime Lannister: [sword made of Valyrian steel] You've wanted one of these in the family for a long time.
Tywin Lannister: And now we have two.
Jaime Lannister: Two?
Tywin Lannister: The original weapon was absurdly large. Plenty of steel for two swords.
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Oberyn Martell: [perusing trio of prostitutes] Look at this one. How lovely is she?
Ellaria Sand: Beautiful. But pale.
Oberyn Martell: We like them pale in the capital.
[slips off the girl's robe]
Oberyn Martell: Shows they don't work the fields.
Ellaria Sand: [to the young girl] Do I frighten you?
[the girl shakes her head]
Oberyn Martell: [to Ellaria] You like?
Ellaria Sand: Timid. Timid bores me.
Oberyn Martell: Mm.
[moves on to the next, a redhead]
Oberyn Martell: You're a bit of mischief, aren't you?
[to Ellaria:]
Oberyn Martell: I think she likes you.
[slips this girl's robe off as well]
Ellaria Sand: She's got good taste.
Oberyn Martell: [to the redhead] You're not timid, are you?
Ellaria Sand: [laughs merrily as the agile girl places her bare foot on the back of her own head] Not timid.
Oberyn Martell: Do you like women?
Whore #1: When they look like her, my lord.
Ellaria Sand: This one will do nicely.
Olyvar: Very good, my lady.
Ellaria Sand: Oh, I'm not a lady.
Olyvar: A term of courtesy in this establishment.
Ellaria Sand: A lie anywhere. Why not use the right words? I'm a bastard. She is a whore. And you're what?
Olyvar: A procurer. Any of the others?
Oberyn Martell: [sighs] The two girls can leave.
[Olyvar snaps his fingers to shoo away the two girls not chosen]
Oberyn Martell: You stay.