Since he’s a total “throny” Michael decided we were going to watch all of Game Of Thrones season three starting tomorrow. This will begin with a giant breakfast he has nicknamed “Game Of Scones.” I will have to best him in chess in order to eat, which sucks- I don’t know how to play chess.
He also asked to borrow my smoke machine. I wasn’t sure why but when I arrived at his house his living room pretty much looked like this (see picture).
"I will sit here while we watch," he announced. "You’ll sit next to me."
"Like a dog?" I said.
He rubbed his beard and looked thoughtful for a while. “Yeah…” he said. “Like a direwolf.”
"This is ridiculous," I said. This only made him more excited.
"Wait until you see the throne in the bathroom!" he said.