Mlgbonghits4's interpretation of the ending of Game of Thrones;

Writers Note: I have only seen the last series of Game of Thrones, and due to severe drug abuse I have a very poor recollection of it. So bare with me on this, cause I'm not sure where it's going. There is going to be no narrative here, as I truly wish to imitate the skills and passions of Weiss and Benioff who directed the thing.

The Interpretation;

Alright, so the series ends and after the main roll of credits, a shot is shown of the two directors sitting opposite each other in a white room. In the middle of the room is a table stand with an empty pint glass sat atop.

Weiss stands up and slowly motions himself over to Benioff, seductively dragging his fingers across the table before stopping in front of Benioff. He crouches getting to eye level with his directing partner, the condensation from his breath is moistening Benioffs facial stubble. The two gently close their eyes and brush lips. The contact sends Benioffs face into a bright blush, a shade of red only similar to the colour of Ser Jorah Mormonts blood leaking into the snowy battlefield of Winterfell.

The kiss is world-shattering and eye-opening to both showrunners as they now know, that it's time. Time for Weiss to unbuckle his belt, lower his trousers and remove his scants. Benioff knew the score from the get-go, he complies willingly grabbing the empty pint glass on the table stand. Positioned exactly where it needs to be, the clear obelisk spells the future for these two.

Weiss shits into the glass, there is no reaction on the face of Benioff. No joy, no disgust, no arousal, just acceptance. A fat wet turd is deposited promptly onto the glass, half rolling down the side leaving the occasional blob of shit. The shitter forces, and forces, squeezes, and strains. He wants to make sure that this night won't be one they forget anytime soon.

With nothing left to give, Weiss turns and sits alongside Benioff as they gaze at this abomination. "What shall we call it?" one asks. The other simply pokes his finger into the cursed fudge, takes it out, and marks his forehead with a scatty upside-down cross.

"We shall call it....... Star Wars 10".

The show ends. Weiss & Benioff are immediately removed from their roles in their upcoming Star Wars project, alongside it being scrapped. As it should be.

The End. Bong Out.