2016 Continues To Be The Worst Year Ever After Mrs. Finkle, The Owner From Major League, And Maester Aemon Targaryen Died Over The Last 4 Days

Fuck this shit man. Death is back to being a gigantic dickhead after a brief truce with the Pardon My Take boys. Three absolute legends of the character actor game right there.

Now if we are being honest, losing Alice Drummond hurt the most for me. She was an integral part of two of my favorite 25 movies ever. I mean Ghostbusters begins with her angelic face on screen and the way she sold those library cards flying through the air has me still scared of the Dewey Decimal System to this day. Plus she wasn’t just a drama queen, since her delivery of “Laces out”, “Real sports nut huh” and “Dan Marino should die of gonorrhea and burn in hell” in Ace Ventura carried the comedy chops of any actor or actress to ever grace the silver screen.

But that doesn’t mean that the deaths of Margaret Whitton and Peter Vaughan should be taken lightly. Quite the opposite. I mean we just parodied Margaret’s tearaway clothing bit from Major League for the Barstool telethon just last week and raised a ton of money #ForTheKids (us) despite Major League being older than a good amount of the bloggers on this site. Rachel Phelps was one of the great sports villains we will ever see and she could break you with just a glance and a smirk.

And then we have Maester Aemon was one of the few characters at The Wall that didn’t make me want to blow my brains out anytime I saw snow appear on Thrones. Dude was WISE. AS. FUCK. He had a claim for the Iron Throne as a youth but didn’t take it for the good of the realm. To quote Money Mayweather “How playa is that”? Plus Aemon was a Targaryen which instantly makes him cooler than 90% of the people on the show. And I have to admit that

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when Aemon died a part of me died too. I never realized just how much I loved that old coot until his watch ended and his body went up in flames. But he was like the loyal dog that got you through some tough times. I really can’t stress just how much I hated the fuck out of The Wall those first few seasons.

Hopefully this is the end of Death’s winning streak for a little while. They say these things usually come in threes and that was a hell of a threesome. Actually that was probably a bad choice of words but you know what I mean. Rest in peace to these three actors and a hardy “Fuck you” to 2016. President Obama should do the right thing and put us into 2017 right now.