This may not be has funny if you never watched Angel/Buffy, and don't know what I'm talking about.
In the past month or so, I've been watching Buffy constantly in the backround. Well, I just started on Angel and this dialouge completes my weekend.
Backround info for those who didn't watch Angel- Spike (bad guy) is narrating a conversation with Angel (Vampire with soul who saves people) and a girl he just rescued.
Girl!Spike: How can I thank you, you mysterious, black-clad hink of a night thing?
Angel!Spike: No need little lady. Your tears of gratitude are enough for me. You see, I was once a bad-ass vampire, but love and a pesky curse defanged me. And now I'm just a big fluffy puppy with bad teeth.
*Girl reaches to hug Angel, and he recoils*
Angel!Spike: No, not the hair. Never the hair.
Girl!Spike: But there must be some way I can show my appreciation.
Angel!Spike: No. Helping people in need's my job. And working up aload of sexual tension, and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly thanks enough.
Girl!Spike: I understand. I have a nephew who's gay, so--
Angel!Spike: Say no more! Evil's still afoot. And I'm almost out of that nancy-boy hair gel I like so much. Qiuckly, to the Angelmobile. Away.
Why did I not laugh until my ribs hurt the first time I saw this? I forget that I was far to young to fully apreciate these things.
I must have a Buffy marathon with cherryfeather soon, so that I can have someone to apreciate the badassness of Spike the brillience of Joss Whedon with. *^^*
Backround info for those who didn't watch Angel- Spike (bad guy) is narrating a conversation with Angel (Vampire with soul who saves people) and a girl he just rescued.
Girl!Spike: How can I thank you, you mysterious, black-clad hink of a night thing?
Angel!Spike: No need little lady. Your tears of gratitude are enough for me. You see, I was once a bad-ass vampire, but love and a pesky curse defanged me. And now I'm just a big fluffy puppy with bad teeth.
*Girl reaches to hug Angel, and he recoils*
Angel!Spike: No, not the hair. Never the hair.
Girl!Spike: But there must be some way I can show my appreciation.
Angel!Spike: No. Helping people in need's my job. And working up aload of sexual tension, and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly thanks enough.
Girl!Spike: I understand. I have a nephew who's gay, so--
Angel!Spike: Say no more! Evil's still afoot. And I'm almost out of that nancy-boy hair gel I like so much. Qiuckly, to the Angelmobile. Away.
Why did I not laugh until my ribs hurt the first time I saw this? I forget that I was far to young to fully apreciate these things.
I must have a Buffy marathon with cherryfeather soon, so that I can have someone to apreciate the badassness of Spike the brillience of Joss Whedon with. *^^*