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OMG! It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia is so ridiculously funny. It makes me cry with its abundance of hilarity. "The Gang set Sweet Dee on Fire" made my sides hurt ... with laughter!
Frank: You wanna be informed, read a newspaper
Dennis: Dude, nobody gets their news from a newspaper anymore.
Dee: Ah, no, no, no, but Dennis look ... 'Plutonium smuggled into Syria' Ah! That's gonna change my life drastically.
Dennis: That's gonna change everyone's lives. Cause no one can go to Syria anymore for vacation!
Dennis: You don't even have to do anything to be famous anymore.
Dee: Yeah, I mean look at Paris Hilton. She's just a dirty drunken whore.
Dennis: You could be famous for being a dirty drunken whore. You're a dirty drunken whore already.
Frank: (in nursing home) Why'd you drag us to a place like this. It smells like the bottom of a bird cage.
Mac: Lots of shady shit goes down in nursing homes. These places are like prisons.
Frank: Like people getting ass raped?
Seriously, I love this show like whoa. *goes to watch episode 3x09*
P.S. Lest people think my Bleighton obsession is waning, watch this clip
jeepy91 found to see Leighton get all bashful when the reporter bring Blake up and then blushing refer to herself and Blake as "besties".
It's so cute.
*hugs Leighton*
Most of the clip is spend trying to convince the audience that Serena and Blair are straight however, so just skip to the 1:27 mark for the Bleighton goodness.
(or the 1:14 mark if you wanna see Blake get serenaded by a drag queen and a man in a chicken suit)
Frank: You wanna be informed, read a newspaper
Dennis: Dude, nobody gets their news from a newspaper anymore.
Dee: Ah, no, no, no, but Dennis look ... 'Plutonium smuggled into Syria' Ah! That's gonna change my life drastically.
Dennis: That's gonna change everyone's lives. Cause no one can go to Syria anymore for vacation!
Dennis: You don't even have to do anything to be famous anymore.
Dee: Yeah, I mean look at Paris Hilton. She's just a dirty drunken whore.
Dennis: You could be famous for being a dirty drunken whore. You're a dirty drunken whore already.
Frank: (in nursing home) Why'd you drag us to a place like this. It smells like the bottom of a bird cage.
Mac: Lots of shady shit goes down in nursing homes. These places are like prisons.
Frank: Like people getting ass raped?
Charlie: This shit's always going down in Chinatown, boys! Okay, okay, quick conference. Everybody keep your eyes peeled for drifting! Like, like ... look at this guy. He's going to his car and he's gonna slide it sideways!
Mac: Oh my god. And you know what happens with Tokyo drifting! It leads to bickering, which of course leads to ... karate!
Charlie: Right! Which will eventually lead to dude like flying from windows and like treetop to treetop.
Mac: And shooting lightening bolts out of their *hands motion with his hands*
Charlie: Yeah! Yeah, there's the guy that shoots the lightening bolts out of his hands! He wears the big straw hat ... his eyes go all white and shit, and Kurt Russel fights him!
Dee: (drunk) We've been in this line forever. We've been in this line for like our lifetimes.
Dennis: Dee, it's a club, we've got to wait in line.
Dee: Well, I gotta be honest with you. I feel like I'm a little bit to drunk to stand up ... for so long.
Dennis: Well, you were supposed to wait and get drunk inside the club, not outside. Nobody gives a shit about a stupid, drunk whore outside the club.
Dee: That's a lot of talking you're doing. I gotta lay down.
Dennis: Lie down ... what... what are you talking about? What are you doing? What are you doing? Dee!
*Dee wanders over to a pile of garbage bags and collapses on top of them.*
Dennis: Now you're just some stupid drunk chick lying in garbage.
Dee: Night, night.
Dennis: Night, night? Great!
Dee: It smells overwhelmingly like kerosene in here!
Charlie: Well, someone had to safe those kitten Diandra
Dee: You set me on fire!
Frank: We set the building on fire. You just happened to catch on fire.
Mac: Barely.
Charlie: Yeah, we put you out.
*video of Dee running out of the building on fire with a box of kittens and then throwing the kittens away from Charlie sprays her with a fire extinguisher*
Dee: Well, I did look really heroic.
Mac: No you did not look heroic dude! You threw the box of kittens.
Dee: I was on fire!
Charlie: (mockingly) I was on fire.
[The public access show "Dancing Man" comes on and he introduces a new segment called "Diaper time" which features grown people dancing in a club dressed up like babies]
Mac: Whoa, they're really stepping up the insanity factor.
Dee: Look at those people. Do you not find this sad and embarassing for them? Those people are pieces of shit!
Charlie: (awed) But I wanna watch it!
Dee: Oh so much. So much and so often I wanna watch it.
Mac: ... because this is television at it's best.
And so on and so on!
Mac: Oh my god. And you know what happens with Tokyo drifting! It leads to bickering, which of course leads to ... karate!
Charlie: Right! Which will eventually lead to dude like flying from windows and like treetop to treetop.
Mac: And shooting lightening bolts out of their *hands motion with his hands*
Charlie: Yeah! Yeah, there's the guy that shoots the lightening bolts out of his hands! He wears the big straw hat ... his eyes go all white and shit, and Kurt Russel fights him!
Dee: (drunk) We've been in this line forever. We've been in this line for like our lifetimes.
Dennis: Dee, it's a club, we've got to wait in line.
Dee: Well, I gotta be honest with you. I feel like I'm a little bit to drunk to stand up ... for so long.
Dennis: Well, you were supposed to wait and get drunk inside the club, not outside. Nobody gives a shit about a stupid, drunk whore outside the club.
Dee: That's a lot of talking you're doing. I gotta lay down.
Dennis: Lie down ... what... what are you talking about? What are you doing? What are you doing? Dee!
*Dee wanders over to a pile of garbage bags and collapses on top of them.*
Dennis: Now you're just some stupid drunk chick lying in garbage.
Dee: Night, night.
Dennis: Night, night? Great!
Dee: It smells overwhelmingly like kerosene in here!
Charlie: Well, someone had to safe those kitten Diandra
Dee: You set me on fire!
Frank: We set the building on fire. You just happened to catch on fire.
Mac: Barely.
Charlie: Yeah, we put you out.
*video of Dee running out of the building on fire with a box of kittens and then throwing the kittens away from Charlie sprays her with a fire extinguisher*
Dee: Well, I did look really heroic.
Mac: No you did not look heroic dude! You threw the box of kittens.
Dee: I was on fire!
Charlie: (mockingly) I was on fire.
[The public access show "Dancing Man" comes on and he introduces a new segment called "Diaper time" which features grown people dancing in a club dressed up like babies]
Mac: Whoa, they're really stepping up the insanity factor.
Dee: Look at those people. Do you not find this sad and embarassing for them? Those people are pieces of shit!
Charlie: (awed) But I wanna watch it!
Dee: Oh so much. So much and so often I wanna watch it.
Mac: ... because this is television at it's best.
And so on and so on!
Seriously, I love this show like whoa. *goes to watch episode 3x09*
P.S. Lest people think my Bleighton obsession is waning, watch this clip
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It's so cute.
*hugs Leighton*
Most of the clip is spend trying to convince the audience that Serena and Blair are straight however, so just skip to the 1:27 mark for the Bleighton goodness.
(or the 1:14 mark if you wanna see Blake get serenaded by a drag queen and a man in a chicken suit)