Li'l ole Drogon's all growed up....ain't he?
Guess we all kinda figured when the sexxxy (and beautifully naked) Dany rose from the remains of Khal Drogo's funeral pyre with those three baby dragons that big things were in store for the viewers. But ya just never really REALLY knew to "what effect" until last night.....when we finally got to see one of them in a real battle situation (let's be real....burning a couple of the Master's ships in the harbor last season was simply shootin' fish in a barrel...fun as it was, not much sport in that...)
But goin' Full Scale "I-love-the-smell-of-Napalm-in-the-Morning" on the Lannister army....? Oh, baby...that was a whole new kinda can of whoop ass, wasn't it?
Scattershooting (and not to get this derailed as a political talking point, puh-leeze): What I wouldn't give to see a half-dozen or so of our nation's finest....maybe some former Black Ops CIA agents perhaps....fly over to NoKo...each on his own nuclear-breathing dragon like Dany does...and just rain Fire and Brimstone down on that stupid, fat kid and his lieutenants. Totally take 'em out with ZERO collateral damage to the innocent citizenship of that country.
C'mon.....be honest. You wanna see that, too, dontacha?
Anyone got Bruce and Malcolm's number? If the contract'$ right, ol' Die Hard will do just about anything, I'm told....
In closing....the caption on this scene is pretty easy, right?
The courageous and proud Jamie Lannister, sitting tall in the saddle, as he and his troops brace themselves for the whatever is coming over the horizon...the deafening sound of thousands of horse's hoof beats thundering in the distant.....
And then a dragon appears from the sky above them.
The adrenaline rush that would hit the pit of your stomach would be indescribable. And while Jamie may not have said it out loud....in his mind there had to be an explosive
"OH FUCK!"
