Oh, I'll take Places I Will Never Sleep for $200, Alex.

What is: The attic of the abandoned-ass cabin in the middle of the fucking Canadian Rockies.

I poisoned you because I'm a fucking creep, that's why. God, what other fucking reason is there?

Relax, it's just your run-of-the-mill witch recipe, dirt and deer blood.

Relax, it's just your run-of-the-mill witch recipe, dirt and deer blood.

It Happened To Me : I ran into my mom in a sex club while I was rolling.

If these girls don't start learning how to live together they're going to die alone.

I don't care how punk rock you are : nobody lays in bed in ripped up fishnets. They just don't. People take their tights off as soon as they fucking can.

If you forget about the toaster, it burns the bread?

I would not be surprised if Misty fucking crawled through this screen to try to scare me because holy shit she's got wild eyes.

Then they take the mask off of Misty and it turns out she's actually Old Man McGillicuddy and he's trying to run them kids off his land 'cause he's got oil in his basement.

If they find the Harlem Globetrotters out there, I'm out.

When anyone says "you trust me, don't you?" you're about to get fucked. Literally or metaphorically : FUCKED.

I question the earth logic of Yellowjackets, but I love the needle drops.

Klaatu barada necktie, motherfuckers.

Lost people finding a cabin in the woods always works out okay.

Natalie has gun.
Travis runs the fuck away.
Flashbacks are the best.

People should speak in haiku more often. Get to the point, Chad.

And Juliette? We are top-loaded with f-uppedness.

Things I've learned recently from teevee: if Christina Ricci is there; somethin' fucked up is gonna happen.

Ok, here we go Team Yellowjackets! Let's see some fuckin' TRAUUUUUMMMMAAAAA.