Dipper's Guide is particularly unsettling.

Wait, money is for spending? I've been rolling it up into homemade tampons! We all have!

"THESE KEGS ARE FULL OF MEAT!"

I'm mad now, as all I can think of is how flat out great it would have been if they'd announced it was the body of Alison DiLaurentis, Emily drops her hand, everyone turns to her, sirens are heard in the distance, CUT TO BLACK.

Relax. It's B- trolling, D fanfic.

So did Emily, you don't see her letting it destroy her.

Ugh, Caleb's goatee. His whole…situation. We gave you a pretty wolf and you returned Trent Lane mixed with early 90's skater boys who gouge thumb holes into the sleeves of their hoodies? UNACCEPTABLE.

If they'd lived long enough for merch, you. bet. your. ass. I'd have purchased a couple of those.

I was a Terriers fan, too! Is there nothing that will not slip from my hands?

Parker Young is now homeless.

Asinine morons.

I am also having all the feelings. I would like to formally request as many hands as possible on my head, please. There's still some space behind my ears!

Full on Louie butt ya'll, this is not a drill!

I have small hands and terrifying dreams.

I still call my mother Ladymom. She has never questioned me about it.

Anastasia Beaverhausen!

"We're a bunch of criminals and sex addicts with terrible judgement, and we can ruin anything we put our minds to!"

Speaking of Harvey Birdman, "Everybody get in here!" followed by the sound of the door closing.

Gazebo? More like gaZOINKSbo!

SHELLEH!