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Spike and Angel's Big Gay Roman Adventure rocks. There's no other way to put it. So much goodness.
The cookie dough rant. The slow-motion fight accompanied by Dean Martin songs. The moped. The argument in the elevator. Andrew. Gypsies. The Italian Wolfram and Hart. Spit humour. Bombs. Spike's coat.
And the dialogue. Don't get me wrong, nobody will ever replace Cordy and Xander in terms of 'hilariously quotable one-liners', but there were some gems here:
"You are the very definition of handsome. You take my breath away. I have no breath!"
"The Gypsies, they are filthy people. [spits] We will speak of them no more!"
"They give you bomb? Oh, they always do that to first-timers in this country."
"Is Angel crying?"
"No! [pause] Not yet!"
"I part my threshold to you. By which I mean, my doorway. Obviously."
"Unless the Immortal kills you. Which would be sad."
"He's not going to kill me."
"Not if I'm with you."
"Hop on, little momma."
"I'm not riding on the back!"
"I was confused, you git! It's very loud in here!"
"Son of a bitch!"
"Oh look, the Americans are using violence to solve their problems. What a suprise."
"Wait a minute, I wasn't in Italy in the 1950's."
"Oh, guess not. You really missed out."
"Concurrently?!"
"You never let us do that!"
"Those were my nuns!"
"Is there anything under 'Blood Vengance'?"
Le sigh. I'm going to miss this show.
Oh, and I know a lot of people had issues about Team Angel not telling the Burkles about Fred, but, in the words of Holland Manners, "I just can't seem to care."
The cookie dough rant. The slow-motion fight accompanied by Dean Martin songs. The moped. The argument in the elevator. Andrew. Gypsies. The Italian Wolfram and Hart. Spit humour. Bombs. Spike's coat.
And the dialogue. Don't get me wrong, nobody will ever replace Cordy and Xander in terms of 'hilariously quotable one-liners', but there were some gems here:
"You are the very definition of handsome. You take my breath away. I have no breath!"
"The Gypsies, they are filthy people. [spits] We will speak of them no more!"
"They give you bomb? Oh, they always do that to first-timers in this country."
"Is Angel crying?"
"No! [pause] Not yet!"
"I part my threshold to you. By which I mean, my doorway. Obviously."
"Unless the Immortal kills you. Which would be sad."
"He's not going to kill me."
"Not if I'm with you."
"Hop on, little momma."
"I'm not riding on the back!"
"I was confused, you git! It's very loud in here!"
"Son of a bitch!"
"Oh look, the Americans are using violence to solve their problems. What a suprise."
"Wait a minute, I wasn't in Italy in the 1950's."
"Oh, guess not. You really missed out."
"Concurrently?!"
"You never let us do that!"
"Those were my nuns!"
"Is there anything under 'Blood Vengance'?"
Le sigh. I'm going to miss this show.
Oh, and I know a lot of people had issues about Team Angel not telling the Burkles about Fred, but, in the words of Holland Manners, "I just can't seem to care."
only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
pretty much the whole time they're with the itallian wolfhram and hart lady. especially with the duster thing.
oh nice. very nice. like a rash.
of Commedy!
CROTCH.
which brings me nicely to the point
that hex is going to be computerless for a day or while.
thus the slight hysteria/dementure/attempting to print off the internety-ness
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
but dont you think maybe they overdid the commedy....slightly.......*cowers in fear (to avoid punches)*
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
*takes catnap*
s'ok. i slipped catnip into her hobbitsoap. strong enough for the aroma alone to knock out a hobbit-sized-cat-horse.
or make it Extremely extremely hyper.
probably the latter.
*spits* we shall speak of them no more!
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
Wha? Oh. Um. I keel you, bitch. Or something.
Come back later.
*curls up in bed with Aziraphale doll*
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
but wtf? who cares. Cousin!
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
Totally cousin.
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it, like with the head lying on
in conclusion: Cousin!
Murr, Angel
*resists urge to make a joke about Gunn here*
Re: Murr, Angel
btw. me'thinks we're about equal on the subtext. except for that you owe me some with the x-over of daisy's
so.. umm... snap to it.
Re: Murr, Angel
I'll write Daisy's merry adventures (not to be confused with Daisy's adventures with Merry, because 1: that's a whole different story and 2: it's Pippin anyway) when you find me some Good Omens slash.
Re: Murr, Angel
You underestimate my laziness, sir.
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
I did think the subtext could stand to me more text and less sub.
Although Spike is the ubersub, so it;s probably his fault.
Did you notice they've got really nice calves? And feet. Sexy.
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
but angel's... *ducks*
are fat... *runs away* really fat... *skips out of reach*
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
.....
.......
Mmm, Angel.
Damn, what was the name of the episode with those three floating women that Cordy had to go and ask a favour from on Angel's behalf, and they kept floating around and going 'Mmm, Angel'?
'Cause if Campula had brides like that, he might have been less annoying.
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
sorry? what's that! Chickens!
Pretty Angel
They fluffy.
Re: Pretty Angel
because frith blessed their bottoms.
i like rabbits.
the lettuce thief is a funny and witty story.
i bet he made them bad by nibbling them. because all captains of owsla have really bad teeth/breath.
Re: Pretty Angel
And I still think the 'Fairy Wogdog' is funnier. Because dogs piss me off.
Re: Pretty Angel
freak
and i bet the king was a dog. it sounds like a dog.
Re: Pretty Angel
Re: Pretty Angel
what a great name for a child.
not that i'd ever... and nildro-hain
Re: Pretty Angel
And I would never... with the fur...
Re: Pretty Angel
Re: Pretty Angel
I love Angel. So much. I'm going to miss it.
i know. im going to miss him too.
it explodes releases noxious gasses of pity.
you breathe it in. i watch as your lungs literally burn.
this pleases me.
Re: i know. im going to miss him too.
And I'm taking back my Aziraphale doll.
what!?
i mean. what gay bunnies-in-leather strip club does he own?
Re: what!?
I mean, who doesn't know that?
Re: what!?
Re: what!?
*tries to keep a straight face*
*fails*
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
No computer, you say? Guess the child pornography people finally got you.
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
*shivers and rocks* Like a LAVA LAMP!
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
Ouch. I hope for your sake that the skin on your feet is tough and hobbitlike.
Re: only one left. just one pep pill. *stares machall's ian-like at it*
but no. the carpet will be a perfect stain absorbant blue.
LIKE THE REST OF THE HOUSE
to match the perfect stain wipeable pale magnolia walls
LIKE EVERY FUCKING WALL!
*shivers and rocks*
It's ineffable, my dear
Oh, how I hate peach.
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
at least ...ummm..*senses new game* .... your house doesnt have billy boyd in it, cause he's over here!
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
Your house doesn't have James D'Arcy in, because he's in Jonathan's room, working out their differences.
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
you know nothing.
your house has no knowledge in it whatsoever.
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
its my prophetic powers, y'see.
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
erugh. i met a townie to-day who needed help spelling "at all", "other" "espcially" etc
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
"Espcially".
Heh.
Heheheh.
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
*warms feet on kettle*
you get no thanks!
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
Mm, soft, warm bunnies on my feet.
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
that or the fungal infection
can feet spread the white blindness?
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
And who can say, really?
Re: It's ineffable, my dear
if those bunnies are alive, run in fear.
Zombie bunnies.
i bet holly's a zombie bunny.
Re: It's ineffable, my dear