Random Fug: 90210 Tribute Edition


I’m not sure who this woman is.

But I’m pretty sure I know who she thinks she is: Emily Valentine, the off-key-crooning, guitar-playing tongue bandit who licked a trail through Dylan to Brandon, slipped a drug called U4EA (“It’s ’4′you and ’4′ me”) into Brandon’s drink at a rave so she and Brandon could trip out and eat each other’s faces on the hood of his car, then turned psycho when he dumped her for it and slashed her own tires, sent menacing letters to The Blaze — which, honey, don’t piss off Andrea Zuckerman or she will THINK you to DEATH — made prank phone calls and then, because there are only so many times you can tell Brandon his refrigerator is running and he’d better go catch it before he realizes it’s a prank, finally dumped gasoline on a homecoming float and sat on it playing with a lighter.

Indeed, I wouldn’t be at all surprised if this lady tried to get into the party by exchanging an egg. And Jason Priestley is happily married and just had a baby, so someone should maybe check her pockets for any vengeful-looking lighter fluid.

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