Look, if you're reading this, you know there's going to be spoilers ...
I don't even. I can't ... sigh.
Well, it happened. Someone died, and although it wasn't one of the originals, it was someone we loved and it was epic.
Don't want spoilers? Turn back now ...
One thing that has always impressed me with TWD, is the ability the writers have to change the way you feel in a matter of episodes. It first happened for me when I re-watched the episode one after finishing the first season. When I had first watched it, it was gruesome. Sickening. There was so much blood and guts I wanted to puke. When I watched it again, I'd become so desensitized it was just another day in the post apocalyptic world and zombie intestines were worn as scarves.
It's happened again, and it's just as outstanding as it was before.
So, I'm just going to acknowledge the elephant in the room and say: Shit. Just. Got Real.
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