Jack Sprat

I am very bad at these things, but I just got a new snazzy keyboard and couldn't resist an oppurtunity to type lots of words.

SO... Some words you say?

How interesting.

I enjoy...

Naan bread
Making/watching movies
Sims 2
Books
Music
My pet fishies x many numbers
Painting
Writing
CHRISTMAS
The amazing and magical worlds of Tim Burton
Black Books

etc etc

I am not a fan of Frerard
I very much dislike shopping (Shoe shopping is the worst)

I also dislike...

The Japanese language
My Japanese teacher
My Japanese classroom
The girl I sit next to in Japenese
Japanese homework
Japanese exams

etc etc

Black Book Quotes

Bernard: I'm a quitter. I come from a long line of quitters. It's amazing I'm here at all.

Fran: Do you know nothing about modern culture, Bernard? Beckham, Posh, Pokemon...
Bernard: Pacman. It's pronounced Pacman.

Bernard: Look at his face. I bet his cornflakes try to crawl out of the bowl.

Manny: Do you think I should wash my beard?
Bernard: I think you should, yeah. You should wash your beard, then shave it off, nail it to a Frisbee and fling it over a rainbow.

Bernard: Well, we're going to this party because I'm trying to picture this girl who likes you and all I can see is you in a dress.

Bernard: "What is your mother's maiden name?" What's her first name? I just knew her as "Ma"! That'll have to do.
[writing on the form]
Bernard: 'Ma. Possibly deceased'.

Bernard: You hear that? He's up there... meowing in the nerve centre of his evil empire. A ground rent increase here, a tax dodge there? he sticks his leg in the air, laughs his cat laugh... and dives back down to grooming his balls!

Bernard: My oven can cook bits of oven!

Fran: Bernard? Finished with your accounts?
Bernard: Yes. I've turned them into a rather smart casual jacket.

Manny: Add a dab of lavender to milk. Leave town with an orange, and pretend you're laughing at it.

Bernard: Which one of you bitches wants to dance?

Bernard: Are you insane?!
Fran: He's great, Bernard. What's wrong with him?
Bernard: He's trouble, is what he is. He's... he's... I can smell it a mile off!
He's got all sorts of fancy notions. And... and... do you know what I saw
earlier, when you weren't here and you couldn't have seen it? He was umm... he... was sucking his trousers, and laughing!
Fran: That's a lie, isn't it?
Bernard: No! No! (Fran gets up to leave) No don't, I made it up.

Manny: (holding shiatsu massage machine to his chest) Bernard! Look! I'm a
prostitute robot from the future!

Bernard: So I go to the toilet in your wicker chair, it's a faux pas.

Manny: I ate all your bees!

Fran: Oh Manny, don't. My head. Josef is coming, he'll squeeze my face again, my
brains will come out my nose and I'll die.

Fran: Ok, if I told you that the walls of my flat were actually moving in, would
you think that I was strange?
Bernard: No, I'd ask you to come round and look after my small children.
Fran: If you don't believe me you can come round tonight and we'll watch the
wall.
Manny: Don't be ridiculous, we'll be staying in, watching the thermometer, won't
we Bernard? Won't we?
Bernard: I don't know, it's an impossible choice. Walls, thermometers... I'll
just have to hope when I flip the coin it somehow explodes and kills me.