I can't decide who I hate more - him or the two girls who are putting up with him.

They have an "open that door--you better not be doing what I think you are in there" relationship.

The transformation is almost complete.

They're slowly killing him by sucking all the joy away.

Her shirt is actually made of beef jerky.

Just like in that dream her creepy classmate always has.

Once she reaches the top she has to defeat Miley Cyrus in a fist fight.