Grumpier than I was last night. No patience for the Night King's army of the dead.
Grumpier than I was last night. No patience for the Night King's army of the dead.
Poor widdle things are just lookin' around and all they're seein' is that they're stuck on a hill with no way out.
...except for maybe thinking for themselves for a change.
I can't justify much sympathy for those doing such a world-class job of feeling sorry for themselves, either.
You did a good job confronting them. I am sad there are so many Debbie Downers on FR.
Just a observation on a slooow monday. People that follow Q know that the game is yet afoot and that the play is approaching the last triumphal final acts. The pessimists beyond the trees are drinking from the wrong river and mistake optimism as a thread killer.