Goldblum or Godblum?

We here at Mahbuttitches have experienced a first. This is completely and totally unchartered territory. For the first time ever, I have been unable to find appropriate Goldblumery for my post. It's rare I am "with it", "hip", or "have my finger on a pulse" but I actually do watch GoT in real time, so... Continue Reading →

Fuck You, Brienne

Clearly it is a spoiler, you twat Yeah, I said it. I hope I speak for all of us GoT fans who have a Giant Ginger crush on one Mr. Tormund Giantsbane. You broke his giant-teat sucking heart, and I for one will not sit idly by, silently watching the wildling of my dreams be... Continue Reading →

Wiping Blessings Off the Floor

In the face of death and tragedy, it is normal to cling to the idea of life, joy, and happiness.  The problem arises, though, because most people do not want to accept that none of these things can be held on to. It is an awful and sobering reality to see people merely going to... Continue Reading →

Reflecting Souls

Inspired by a comment convo with Honest K. Almost a year ago - to the day, I wrote in my Live Journal about Reflecting Souls.  I just re-read the post, and my first reaction was, fuck me, I used to write too long - it was 3k words! The second reaction was I'm really kind of... Continue Reading →

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