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| Band Candy Giles: This isn't meant to be easy, you know. It's a rite of passage. Buffy: Well, is it too late to join a tribe where they just pierce something or cut something off? Buffy: And then I was being chased by an improperly filled-in answer bubble screaming, 'none of the above!' Willow: Wow. I hope that wasn't one of your prophecy dreams. ....Probably not. Willow: Oz is the highest-scoring person ever to fail to graduate. Buffy: Isn't she cute when she's proud? Oz: She's always cute. Cordelia: Oh, God. Are we killing something again? Buffy: Only my carefree spirit. Xander: Yeah. Those tall, fuzzy hats ain't cheap, huh? Oz: But they go with everything. Buffy: Why do I put up with this? Giles: Because it is your destiny... and because I just bought twenty 'cocorific' candy bars. (Buffy is blindfolded and holding a large rubber ball) Buffy: Okay, you're just doing this to take funny pictures of me. Buffy: It's Giles' turn to watch study hall.He'll be here. He's allergic to late. Cordelia: He is wound a little tight. I had this philosophy book checked out from the library for, like, a year, and he made me pay the fine, even though it was huge. I was sad to return it. It was perfect for starting conversations with college boys. Of course, that was B.X. Buffy: B.X.? Before Xander....Clever. Cordelia: Where is Giles already? I'm bored, and he's not here to give me credit for it. Xander: Does anyone else wanna marry Ms. Barton? Cordelia: Get in line. ( grey haired shirtless man jumps on stage) Man: Yeeeeaaaaaah! Willow: I think that *is* my doctor. (The man jumps off the stage into the crowd) Willow: He-he's usually less... topless. Buffy: No vampire has ever been (pointing at a stage full of older men) *that* scary. Oz: Of course, I mean, even if he's sixteen, he's still Giles, right? He's probably a pretty together guy. Willow: Yeah, well... Oz: What? Buffy: Giles at sixteen? Less Together Guy, more Bad-Magic-Hates-The- World-Ticking-Time-Bomb Guy. Cordelia: Mom started borrowing my clothes. There should be an age limit on lycra pants. And Dad, he just locked himself in the bathroom with old copies of Esquire. Buffy: So, Ethan, what are we playing? We're pretty much in a talk-or- bleed situation. Your call. Willow: 'Kiss rocks'? Why would anyone want to kiss...Oh, wait. I get it. Revelations Willow: A boyfriend? Why wouldn't she tell us? Cordelia: Excuse me? When your last steady killed half the class, and then your rebound guy sends you a dump-o-gram? It makes a girl shy. Buffy: Interesting lady. Can we kill her? Giles: I think the council might frown upon that. Willow: Ugh... It's late. I'm tired. What does he want from us, anyway? Xander: The number of a qualified surgeon to remove the British flag from his butt? Angel: Glove of Myhnegon. Buffy: The world's ugliest fashion accessory. Gwendolyn: Faith, do you know who the Spartans were? Faith: Wild stab: a bunch of guys from Spart? Buffy: How long do you think he can stay angry at me, anyway? Willow: The emotional marathon man? Xander: Think we got it? Willow: Well, it's either the catalyst for Living Flame or just some really smelly sand. Willow: Well, he saved me from a horrible flamey death. That sort of makes me like him again. Xander: Well, as long as she and Angel don't get pelvic, we'll be okay, I guess. Xander: Yeah! Just seeing the two of you kissing after everything that happened, I leaned toward the postal... But I trust you. Cordelia: I don't. Just for the record. |
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