Apparently watching Game of Thrones and sipping PBRs is quite the ritual on Sunday nights at the Burlington Bar in Chicago. This week the crowd was in for a dozy while the camera rolled.
I’m just curious what kind of insane person can watch Game of Thrones in a bar? I get so wound-up before/after each episode that I could never stand to watch the show in the company of that many strangers. I scream pace around like a madman with anxiety during the show and usually need an ice-cold bath and a bowl of leftover macaroni just to calm myself down.
Can’t hipsters leave bar TV watching to sports?
Spoiler Alert: Don’t watch the fucking video if you don’t want to know what happened on Game of Thrones this week. Also: You’re an idiot for even reading this far if you aren’t caught up yet.