You know who's worse than the people who are spoiling Sunday night's Game of Thrones episode for other people? The people who read the books and won't stop telling you they read the books and keep telling you they JUST COULDN'T WAIT for last night's episode and were waiting around like cartoon villains twisting their mustaches because they knew what was coming and they loved people's reactions because they were exempt because they were all knowing and all powerful because they know how to move their heads top to bottom, left to right and are able to group words together to make sentences.
You know what I think it is? Jealousy. People who read the books are done. They have nothing to look forward to. There's no more mysterious wonder for them. They're jealous of us who are still living in the world of mysterious wonderment known as Game of Thrones season 3. They want to take away our mysterious wonder. Their jealousy might even be subconscious. Or an illness. Whatever it is, I hope it kills them.
Like Jim Gaffigan once said: You know what I enjoyed about the movie? No reading.
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