Okay. THAT'S the shit. I will doubt you no longer.

Wait. You want a book written by a Mormon prude with a strong male fixation that was "Twilight" fanfic with the names changed before she published it and made into a movie by producers who knew no matter what words came out of whoever's mouth, the fans would come out in droves, to be GOOD? And "prioritize the…

Because they knew the book fans would come no matter what.

They'll just find another hack. No biggie.

You mean there's more than one?

"Making"?

Looks like she went through "The Fly" machine and there was a neanderthal in the other chamber.

Vagisil, Perez Hilton, and Ann Coulter.

I'm a little turned on, actually...

I'd rather just have White Castle and get all my daily recommended fart requirements.

And now? I'm BARFING it.

No. No, it wouldn't make them cool.

Jeremy Scott called. He wants his schtick back.

It's old now but it's definitely what needs to be said:

"Perrie bae"

Harry needs to go away for prolonged treatment for his STIs and a radical course of de-douchebagging.

Harry Styles is the living breathing manifestation of "douchebag".

It's smart.

EPIC. GIF.