You have to love George R.R. Martin, and his dripping diaper. Dude seems to be crapping his pants over the fact that Game of Thrones is catching up to his series. Instead of actually, you know, writing the next novels he seems to be coming up with a litany of ideas to cover his ass in case (NAY, WHEN) the television show burns through his material. His latest proposition? A movie.

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