Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson, better known as Ser Gregor Clegane a.k.a The Mountain on Game of Thrones, is a very large man. To be fair, he's a professional strongman whose sole purpose in life is to lift heavy things and eat a lot of food -- more than Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson! -- when he isn't crushing skulls in Westeros. Hafþór Björnsson is also the proud papa of a teeny-tiny fluffy little fur-baby, otherwise known as a Pomeranian, named Asterix.
LOOK. AT. HIM.
No, your eyes do not deceive you. Regardless of what you may think, Asterix is not actually a pumpkin spice colored Newfoundland dwarfed by the sheer stature and manliness of Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson. He's 100% Pom -- and 100% totally freaking adorable.
Have you ever loved something so deeply without any tangible reason as to why? That's how I'm feeling right now about Asterix. It's like I didn't know what my life was missing until I watched this video of Björnsson blowing kisses and speaking in baby voice to lil' Asterix. Life was meaningless before today.
We must protect Asterix from this cruel world. He must never know of his father's double-life as a head-crushing zombie knight. He is too pure, too good for this world. His fur looks like it was woven from Amy Adams's finest strands. As a people, we must shield Asterix from all harm, including water. His ears are very sensitive. That, and he doesn't have time to listen to your bullshit.
Selfies are fine, though. More selfies. That's an order. Do better, Björnsson.
To put what you're seeing in perspective, Björnsson weighs roughly 395 pounds, and a Pomeranian averages about 6. (Thanks Google!) That means one Björnsson equals about 66 Pomeranians. Just close your eyes and think about that for a second.
Better yet, imagine the 395-pound strongman WORKING OUT alongside little Asterix. Oh wait. You don't have to imagine it because it already exists. Magic is real. That's how you get a rock-solid body like Björnsson's: eat 10,000 calories a day, lift 33-pound beer kegs in the air like it's NBD, and jog with your tiny dog. Until he found Asterix, Björnsson's only form of cardio was "sex" and "moving HEAVY weights at the gym."
See? Asterix is such a positive influence on the world. He is our new overlord. Respect him, or suffer the consequences. (And we all know what those consequences are... just ask that guy who waved his dick in Cersei's face. Oh wait. YOU CAN'T.)