I wonder if Krombopolous would be any good at Roy.

I've seen some nerve gas, but this gas got some nerve!

It was like the way the Simpsons used to eat dinner! All hunched over and snarfing as if their plate is going to be ripped from them.

Since filming was already over when the announcement was made, I assumed Fuller would just insert (!) a coda reading "And then they fucked."

His bitchface when Crawford said he'd read his little mash note and passed it on! "But I wanted it to only have MY smell on it! So he could tuck it under his pillow and dream of me!"

She is an ETERNAL FLAME of bitchiness!

Somehow, of every disturbing image and occurrence this show has provided, the one that has unsettled me the most is Abigail's little murdergasm during her faux slashing. Child! No!

They laughed so knowingly! It was convincing!

I'M DOIN' THE CABBAGE PATCH!

They should know that Beth is the favorite. They're just fighting for silver and bronze.

ONE DOT, MOTHAFUCKAAAS!

Mmm-hmmmm.

Don't they know we already live in a constantly hyped state? How much more can we give? They human adrenals can only take so much!!

Actually, he called her "flame haired," which - while accurate - seemed a bit flowery for that gentleman.

I imagine Jack going out for coffee, and when the cashier gives him his total, Jack slowly slides that photo of the murdered family across the counter as if it's currency.

Of course I do, and I should spike you into the sun for even asking.

I bet if it were up to her, she really would toss a handful of petals in the air whenever she mentioned Rose's name.

I literally had a fork full of food on the way to mouth when Onion spat his meal out onto the table. Ick.

Steven: Sorry little guy, everybody's got to eat!
Mouse: [throws up arms]

And some pretty sweet neck kissin'.