Am I the only one who wants Maggie and Glenn’s child to be born, and to avenge Glenn’s death by taking out Negan all Inigo Montoya style?

“Hello, my name is Hershel Rhee. You killed my father. Prepare to die.”

So my husband is taking a shit, and he has one of those moments. When you roll a natural 20 on perception, but there’s nothing to perceive. So instead, god burdens you with some kind of awful, terrible observation.

He stumbles out into the living room, pulling his pants up, and blurts:

Fezzik, Inigo, and Vizzini are Ed, Edd and Eddy.

And I just sit there in dawning horror like