So I bought Game of Thrones Lego. I seen it. I thought about it. I liked it. I did some work. I thought about it some more. I started to think it might sell out. I panicked. I bought it. STOP JUDGING ME!
Ahem…
It’s quite possibly the best (and unofficial) Lego that I’ve bought in a long time. Let’s face it, Lego would never, ever make a set from a program that’s all about sex, rape, incest and murder would they? My only way of possessing something like this was to go through a seller on Etsy. A seller who is clearly cashing in on the Lego and Game of Thrones hyped up cash cow. And rightly so.
Speaking of bastards…
Even in Lego form, Jon Snow looks miserable. He should just be thankful that the wall he’s standing on isn’t covered in snow. Cheer up, love.
And then there’s Ned. Poor bloody Ned. You look so pretty with a head.
Arya Stark. That little badass ninja kid. For the love of anything fluffy and cute, please do not kill her off. My emotions cannot handle her death as well. I mean look at her little tiny legs, her floppy boy hair (which is not red by the way…) and her made to measure sword!
From one midget badass to another…
The best for last. Obvs.
