"Fred? Fred! They got you?!"
Behold the creepy paper towels! Err, the creepy blood punch.
Sean: Why does everyone have a drink but me? It's not cuz of that night with the gin, the waffle iron and the unfortunate scars, is it?
Garth loves the classics. And is startled by bright lights, hair clippers, and mentioning his virginity.
Christina only takes off her gloves when she's about to eat, or when she's ready to challenge someone to a duel. This was a tossup.
Sarah: I'm not cleaning no radioactive litter box.
Jackie: Screw it. I bet this glitter will make my litter box glow in the dark.
This is Jackie debating whether or not it'd be easier to kill all the humans for this humiliation, or just bite off his new wings.
This is Jackie wearing glitter wings.
Everyone, this is Jackie.
Jen tried very hard to prove she wasn't prejudiced against witches. Here she was thinking "See, I'll even let one serve me food!"
Nothing quite says "fight the power" like drinking microbrews.
Vince: Feel my massive arm!
Everyone: Feels kind of like a polyester jacket.
Vince: It's a cotton blend you fools!
The M&M assassins. Deadly, yet upbeat.
