Abed: Guys, I've been thinking about that night over and over and one thing's become clear. This is the darkest, most terrible timeline.
Britta: Enough with the timeline crap, Abed! Pierce got shot in the leg and died. Shirley's a drunk. Annie's locked in a mental ward because her guilt drove her insane. Jeff lost an arm in the fire. Troy lost his larynx because, for some dumb reason, he tried to destroy a flaming troll doll by eating it.
Troy: (computerized voice) Clearly you don't understand anything about defeating trolls.
Britta: Life has gone to hell, Abed! This is real! Look at us! Look at me!
Jeff: Britta, you put one wash-away blue streak in your hair and I lost an arm.
Britta: Exactly. Life got dark.