Obviously, there was wank.
Which leads to this brilliant piece of snarking:
"Everyone should know it's physically impossible to dislike FMA! Sometimes, as I lay in bed at night, surrounded by my 300 Ed keychains, I get doubts, but these filthy thoughts are most quickly QUASHED by the comforting words from the keychains that explain to me that NO, MOLLY, NO, IT IS THE SPACE-LASERS COMING DOWN AND INFECTING THEIR BRAINS, THEY DO NOT KNOW THEY REALLY LOVE FMA, THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY ARE SAYING and I go back to sleep because then I feel better. Then, as I drift off, they say more and more things and I start to get a little scared, but then I remember, it is Ed or rather 300 of him, he will not hurt me.
Criticism displeases Ed! Terminate the nonbeliever!" -- crabapple_pie