I absolutely adore it!
I attempt to quote it as much as possible haha.
Kurt Kelly: Hey Ram, doesn't this cafeteria have a no fags allowed rule?
J.D.: Well, they seem to have an open door policy for a**holes though don't they?
Veronica Sawyer: Watch it Heather, you might be digesting food there.
Heather McNamara: Yeah, where's your urge to purge?
Heather Chandler: Grow up Heather, bulimia's so '87.
"F*** me gently with a chainsaw! What do I look like, mother Theresa?!"
Heather Chandler: Is this turnout weak or what? I had at least 70 more people at my funeral.
Veronica Sawyer: Heather?
Heather Chandler: God, Veronica. My afterlife is so boring. I have to sing Kumbaya one more time...
Veronica Sawyer: This isn't just a spoke in my menstrual cycle.
J.D.: I like it. It's got that what-a-cruel-world-let's-toss-ourselves-in-the-abyss type ambience.
Veronica Sawyer: Dear Diary, my teen-angst BS now has a body count.
J.D.: The only place different social types can genuinely get along with each other is in heaven.
Kurt's Dad: My son's a homosexual, and I love him. I love my dead gay son!! !!
J.D.: Wonder how he'd react if his son had a limp wrist with a pulse.
Amazing quotes.
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The bats have left the bell tower
The victims have been bled
Bela Lugosi's dead
Undead undead undead
The virginal brides file past his tomb
Strewn with time's dead flowers
Bereft in deathly bloom
Alone in a darkened room