"The Following" has officially become the funniest shit I've seen in ages.

[nenena]

James Purefoy just reached into a refrigerator and pulled out graham crackers and marshmallows.

Show. Show. Show, you're not even trying anymore.

Then again the whole smores-making sequence that follows (in which making smores is legitimately a part of Carroll's most diabolical plot yet) has got to be one of the absolute best so-fucking-stupid-that-it's-actually-kind-of-brilliant sequences that I've seen in a long time.

This fucking show, man. This fucking show.