YEA JOHNNY hahah x
Winterfell was a grey stone labyrinth of walls and towers and courtyards and tunnels spreading out in all directions. In the older parts of the castle, the halls slanted up and down so that you couldn’t even be sure what floor you were on. The place had grown over the centuries like some monstrous stone tree, Maester Luwin told him once, and its branches were gnarled and thick and twisted, its roots sunk deep into the earth.
The Secret Life of the American Teenager is a magnificent display of atrocious acting and unimaginable (in a negative way) plot lines.
Why am I watching this?