"Mom, you were right. Your brother, he killed himself."
"Told ya!"

"You shoulda known, Anti. With me, the thigh's the limit."
"Hehe, funny."

It's still hands down the biggest WTF moment in the entire series, and I laugh every time.

This show will always hold a special goddamn place in my heart. The characters are unforgettable, the writing is almost always sharp as a tack, and it just seems to get bigger and crazier with each passing season. My personal favorite will probably always be "Man in the Moonbounce," not just because it's one I can…

"I'm gonna get so many tiny M&M's! Get out of there, Snickers fragment! You're not welcome here!"

Her final words to her, "Rest in peace," did actually feel like the nail in the coffin for a friendship that wasn't even one to begin with. Good fucking riddance.

I'm really hoping the baby turns out to be a boy now.

"Marnie: so full of shit, even Desi couldn't swallow her"

My favorite:

Labeling herself a sociopath is basically just a way for her to cling onto the delusion that she was simply born like this, while taking no responsibility for the horrible shit she's knowingly caused and done to everyone around her. In other words, fuck Jessa forever.

"For the record, I don't think you're gonna be a terrible mother. You're maybe not gonna be the best, but you're certainly not gonna be the worst. I mean, Candy Spelling is still alive, so…"

"We could watch a movie. Maybe, like. a guy movie."
"Hmm. Like what?"
"Magic Mike, finally?"

"I can't get through to Tina, but I know what can: some strong heroine!"

Those silent cutaway shots of Perry dumping that bucket of toys on Celeste and repeatedly hitting her with them before their rage-fucking was pretty damn hard to watch. This relationship is only gonna end horribly, and I don't even know if I wanna find out where it goes from here.

I really hope Lauren Lapkus continues to be on this show. She was on fucking fire tonight, especially with that monster of an outburst. She may not get an Emmy from this, but she sure as hell deserves one.

Finally, Gail's fucking back! That finger wiggle cliffhanger last week was killing me.

This season keeps killing it with its performances. Joan telling Bette about how she lost her virginity at 11 was so terrifically jarring, and even smaller moments like Bette trying to form a distant bond with her her youngest daughter who barely knows her were just perfect in how genuine they felt. I really hope…

♫ You're the worst around, everything's gonna keep you down ♫

I fucking demand Gay Jesus gets his own spin-off. Make it work, AMC!

Leighton Meester's fish-out-of-water innocence is the only thing making this show watchable, but barely. Seriously, though, why the fuck is this still getting coverage at all?