Baa: The Princess Bride Meme

[velvetpage]

When you see this, post in your own journal with your favorite quote from The Princess Bride. Preferably not "As you wish" or the Inigo Montoya speech.

Vizzini: You fell victim to one of the classic blunders! The most famous is never get involved in a land war in Asia, but only slightly less well-known is this: never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line! *falls over dead*

Comments

[summerfields.livejournal.com]

So many to choose from, but off the top of my head:

Fezzik: Anybody wanna peanut?

AND

Fezzik: You just shook your head, doesn't that make you feel happy?

[summerfields.livejournal.com]

Ooops, didn't post in my own blog!
Sorry, I didn't read the rules...I don't post on this blog, anyway!

[velvetpage.livejournal.com]

That's okay. These gave me a giggle or two. :)

[paka.livejournal.com]

Ah, but you see, I'm not left-handed either.

[athelind.livejournal.com]

I AM THE DWEAD PIWATE WOBERTS! THEW WI' BE NO SOOVIVAHS!

[kesmun.livejournal.com]

I'm not much with memeage, but my favorite quote is the "No! To the pain!" speech. *Goes to find it*

Prince Humperdinck: First things first, to the death.
Westley: No. To the pain.
Prince Humperdinck: I don't think I'm quite familiar with that phrase.
Westley: I'll explain and I'll use small words so that you'll be sure to understand, you warthog faced buffoon.
Prince Humperdinck: That may be the first time in my life a man has dared insult me.
Westley: It won't be the last. To the pain means the first thing you will lose will be your feet below the ankles. Then your hands at the wrists. Next your nose.
Prince Humperdinck: And then my tongue I suppose, I killed you too quickly the last time. A mistake I don't mean to duplicate tonight.
Westley: I wasn't finished. The next thing you will lose will be your left eye followed by your right.
Prince Humperdinck: And then my ears, I understand let's get on with it.
Westley: WRONG. Your ears you keep and I'll tell you why. So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish. Every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, "Dear God! What is that thing," will echo in your perfect ears. That is what to the pain means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever.
Prince Humperdinck: I think your bluffing.
Westley: It's possible, Pig, I might be bluffing. It's conceivable, you miserable, vomitous mass, that I'm only lying here because I lack the strength to stand. But, then again... perhaps I have the strength after all.
[slowly rises and points sword directly at the prince]
Westley: DROP... YOUR... SWORD!