A bad game of breaking thrones

I watched three episodes of Game of Thrones and then five of Breaking Bad. My brain is now a smorgasbord of chaos.

My mom asked why I was screaming at the TV. I said, 'Because the dragon ate the king and Walter White turned me into a meth lab.'

I forgot my own name because I was too busy yelling at Tyrion and Walter for being the worst people ever.

I watched a battle and then a meth cook. My eyes are bleeding from all the drama.

I told my friend I was watching Game of Thrones. He said, 'No way, you’re watching Breaking Bad.' I said, 'Both. Why not?'

I watched a dragon fight and then Walter White’s face. My soul is now a confused sandwich.

I told Jon Snow, 'You’re not the king of my heart, you’re the king of my chaos.'

Walter White called me from the TV and said, 'You’re a meth-head too.' I said, 'I’m a dragon-head too.'

I had a fight with Daenerys and then went to cry in front of Walter. My life is a disaster.