*snarf*

I was double-checking a ghostbuster's reference, and this gets me every time:

Gozer the Traveler. He will come in one of the pre-chosen forms. During the rectification of the Vuldrini, the traveler came as a large and moving Torg! Then, during the third reconciliation of the last of the McKetrick supplicants, they chose a new form for him: that of a giant Slor! Many Shuvs and Zuuls knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of the Slor that day, I can tell you!

Hee. I love that movie.

Speaking of movies, was I the only one who bothered to watch "Cutting Edge 2: Going for the Gold" this weekend? Yes, it was just as bad as the title suggests. It was exactly like the first one, only with crappy music and inline skating instead of hockey, and really bad acting.

But you know what was an unexpectedly good movie? The Cutting Edge. Discuss.

hee.

“Do you think I’m drugged? Oh my god, I’m drugged aren’t I? This is all some sort of horrible, evil plot to rob me of my genius. I can’t believe you’d let them drug me.”

“McKay, you’re not—”

“Look into my eyes,” Rodney demanded, reaching out and grabbing a hold of Sheppard’s vest, yanking him closer. He widened his eyes as far as they’d go. “Are my pupils dilated? Do I seem drugged to you?”

“McKay,” Sheppard hissed, “remember your manners.” He flashed the First Priestess - who looked a little upset, and rightly so, Rodney thought, as she’d drugged him - a wide grin, prying off Rodney’s fingers.

“My manners? My manners?” And then he noticed Ronon had nicked his forgotten plate and had his grubby paws poised over his delicious pancakes and Rodney didn’t care that the man could kill him with his bare hands. The only thing keeping him from right-out attacking Ronon was the thought of his precious pancakes tumbling to the dirty ground. “Don’t do it,” Rodney warned, face red.

Ronon just grinned mockingly at him.

“I can and will make your life a living hell,” Rodney went on.

Ronon’s grin widened.

“Teyla,” Rodney whined, abruptly changing tactics, and the woman arched her brows at him questioningly. “Make him give me my pancakes back.”