*BIGlongSIGH*
I am going to miss my Friends, who come into my living room every Thursday at 8. And every Monday through Friday at 7 and 11 thanks to the wonders of syndication. And twenty seconds after I pop in one of my Friends Seasons 1-5 DVDs. It's not that I'm actually going to miss THEM, I don't know them from Jim the drive-through guy at Mickey Ds. I'm just going to miss the potential for new episodes. Being that Friends is the only television show I've watched with any regularity for ten years, I've seen every episode about a thousand times. It's just kind of sad that there won't be any more new adventures in the lives of Monica, Chandler, Ross, Rachel, Phoebe and Joey. Well for Joey there will be. His new show has a solid chance, since depending on how well it's written, it might serve as a Friends fix band-aid.
Some of Friends Quotes:
Chandler: You know he coulda gotten me a VCR, he coulda gotten me a set of golf clubs, but no, he has to get me the woman repeller, the eyesore from the Liberace house of crap.
Monica: Man, man that is sharp. It must have cost you quite a few dubloons.
Joey: It's a rented tux. Okay. I'm not gonna go commando in another man's fatigues.
Joey: It just seems so futile, you know ? All these women, and nothing. I feel like Superman without my powers, you know? I have the cape, and yet I cannot fly.
Chandler: Well now you understand how I feel every single day, ok? The world is my lesbian wedding.
Ross: (wiping his brow) Ah...ooh! Well, looks like, uh, we kicked your butts.
Joey: No-no, she kicked our butts. You could be on the Olympic standing-there team.
Joey: (sitting on the arm of the couch)Of course it was a line!
Monica: Why?! Why? Why, why would anybody do something like that?
Ross: I assume we're looking for an answer more sophisticated than 'to get you into bed'.
Monica: Hello! Were we at the same table? It's like... cocktails in Appalachia.
Ross: So, uh, does it do anything, you know, special?
Chandler: Why yes Ross, pressing my third nipple opens the delivery entrance to the magical land of Narnia.
Rachel: Okay. Now this is just the first chapter, and I want your absolute honest opinion. Oh, oh, and on page two, he's not 'reaching for her heaving beasts'.
Monica: What's a 'niffle'?
Joey: You usually find them on the 'heaving beasts'.
Rachel: Alright, alright, so I'm not a great typist...
Ross: Wait, did you get to the part about his 'huge throbbing pens'? Tell ya, you don't wanna be around when he starts writing with those!
Monica: But, you see, it's just... this night has to go just perfect, you know? And, well, Wendy's more of a... professional waitress.
Rachel: And I've sort of been maintaining my amateur status so that I can waitress in the Olympics.
Joey: What the hell does a paleontologist need a beeper for?
Monica: Is it like for dinosaur emergencies. 'Help, come quick, they're still extinct.'
Ross: Look, I�m not trying to get out of anything, okay. I thought our relationship was dead!
Rachel: Well, you sure had a hell of a time at the wake!
Rachel: Oh my god.
Monica: Oh my god good?
Rachel: Oh my god, I can't believe you let me put this in my mouth.
Phoebe: Oh, oh sweet Lord! This is what evil must taste like!
