The terror lieutenants as “the girls”-
Little: is the type of girl you go to when you want to listen to emo/grunge music while laying on the floor
Hodgson: is the type of girl you go to when you want to talk shit about “you know who;)”
Irving: is the type of girl you go to when you’re sad and you need someone to bake you cookies and braid your hair
Collins: *vividly describes how he’s suffering from major depression*
Dr. Stanley: That’s cool. Have you tried being happy?
Collins:
Me to my friend I forced to watch The Terror: You wanna get crunk off the Peruvian (take an edible) and wander out into the Arctic void with me (watch The Terror again)? ❤️
My friend (nervously): Can I go home now, please?
Me:
Me no longer feeling the need to cry through each rewatch of The Terror:
(Jk I still do)
They’re gonna find you dude, they can smell your fruity ass.
You would think after the first ball of metal you swallowed you’d be suspicious, but gruel is gruel. 🤷♀️
“It wasn’t your fault, Fitzjames. You never could have predicted someone was gonna su*c*de bomb your party”- my friend after watching this scene
The bitch face Stanley makes when Goodsir-RESPECTFULLY- covers up David Young’s face during his autopsy is so fierce. This little psycho said “ok loser” with his eyes and then stood there like he’s watching a boring YouTube video, while Goodsir had to mutilate a fellow crew-mate. AND ALL FOR NOTHING!!!!!!
Me trying to convince the people in my life I’m a “casual” enjoyer of The Terror:
I’m totally normal about it guys….wait, why are you running?