Game of Thrones Episode 805, “The Bells” didn’t really offer any moments of levity, but thanks to yours truly, I think we can find some fun amidst all the fire and destruction and death. Let’s get started.
We start with Varys writing a letter.
“Hello mother, hello father, here we are at Camp Dragonstone…no that doesn’t rhyme.”
“I am so tattling on Varys.”
“Act casual, Your Grace. Little Lord Kiss-Ass is watching us from up there.”
“Wait, Sansa told you about me?”
“Well, I mean, she might as well have. She told Tyrion and that’s like posting it to Facebook.”
“Your Grace? What’s that smell?”
“Oh…oh my gods, when’s the last time you bathed?”
“When I still had two dragons.”
“So, a week then?”
“I lost track after Missandei. Anyway, who do I have to burn to a crisp to get some aspirin?”
“Momma’s got one hell of a hangover…”
“…and the only cure might be to burn some fools.”