Hello, my dear spoons. My name is Morwen-Lalaith. I am an avid writer, an avid reader, and an avid watcher of TV and Films that get me hooked on them for five months straight.
Well, what can I tell you in this boring little space that no-one really reads but likes to scan over? Well, here are some very interesting (not) statistics.
Fav Films: Lord of the Rings (Not just for the Special Effects, OR the actors) The Pink Panther, Pirates of the Carribean (Where is the rum gone? No, really.) West Side Story (Apart from where he starts singing Maria. Then I stick my head under a pillow and scream) Oliver, Sister Act (Did anyone HEAR the novice sing at the end? Talk about wow) Holes, and anything that can make me laugh which is...well, anything.
Fav TV Progs: MASH (Mucho laughs) Friends, and Neighbours (yeah, call me a saddo, but...)

Sayings:
MASH

Hawkeye: Without love, what are we worth? 89 cents. 89 cents worth of chemicals walking around lonely.
Henry: That means my marriage is only worth 1.78?

Hawkeye, overwhelmed with work: My kingdom for an intelligent octopus!

Hawkeye to a Korean family, as he tastes their stew: Meat, where did you get meat? Wait a minute. Where's the dog?

Trapper: Klinger's not a pervert!
Margaret: How do you know?
Trapper: Because I'm one, and he's never at the meetings!

Hawkeye, looking for maps of the minefield: Why aren't they under 'M'?
Radar: Because they're under 'B' for 'boom.'

Radar is worried that he's going to be arrested: I'll go in during my puberty and I won't come out 'till my adultery!

Frank on Hawkeye: There's your lounge lizard at war.
Trapper: That one I gotta write down.

Margaret: I'm not so think as you drunk I am!

Frank: The Major would probably like to know that Major Houllihan's father served under General MacArthur in the calavalry.
Hawkeye: Her father was a horse, did you know that?
Trapper: Our engagement is off!

Klinger: Colonel, if you can hear me, knock three times! If you can't, knock twice! (Two knocks are heard) Oh Lord, he's dead!

Hawkeye, standing in boxers, a T-shirt and bathrobe: Would I do anything to disgrace this uniform?

Frank: I'm taking this to a higher authority.
Trapper: Aw Frank, you're not gonna call your mother again!

Hawkeye: Frank was once the innocent victim of possession. Through some tragic error they exorcized the nice guy and left that.

Margaret: You lied to me, Frank! That's worse than stealing!
Frank: Well, I happen to think that stealing is worse than lying!
Margaret: And you did both!
Frank: So I oughta know!
Margaret: Well, at least you regret it now.
Frank: Never again. When you steal something, never try to return it.

Frank, in a high voice: What? You can't! I won't stand for it!
Henry: Frank, one thing that'll get you nowhere with me is impersonating my wife.

Henry: You woke me for that, Private O'Reilly?
Radar: It's Corporal, sir.
Henry: Nothing is forever, Radar! (Radar gulps)

Father: If anyone needs more gloves, I'll be glad to give you a hand! (He goes out, laughing)
Potter: Pierce, Hunnicut, you two have been a rotten influence on that man.

(Klinger and an MP come in. Klingerin a bright dress) MP: Sir. Caught this man trying to escape from camp dressed as a business girl.
Hawkeye: Klinger! Klinger, where did your mother and I go wrong?

Trapper: Hey Radar, your voice is deepening!
Hawkeye: Your skin is clearing up!
Radar, embaressed: Well, I got this friend...
Hawkeye: Who is she?
Radar: Who says it's a she?
Trapper: Who's he then?
Radar, outraged: It's not a he! I mean...

Trapper: Somebody sneaked in here and committed a neatness!

Henry: Now, I know that you're all human.
Trapper (looking at Frank): Present company excepted.

Hawkeye: Come on Radar, tell your Uncle Trapper and your Aunt Hawkeye.
Radar: Aww, can't you sirs just act like sirs, sirs?

Father: I suggest you remember what it says in the Good Book. Love thy neighbour, or I'll punch your lights out!

Potter: Making yourself at home, Flagg?
Flagg: I have no home. I'm the wind.
Hawkeye to B.J.: I told you he was the wind. You said he was the stars!
B. J.: No, I said he was the moon!
(Later. Flagg has just fallen through a window)
Hawkeye: The wind just broke its leg.

Flagg: Don't play dumb! You're not as good at it as I am!

Father: Good news, everybody, no more wounded!
Potter: Thank heaven.
Father: And the Manager thereof.

Henry: Radar, all the nurses have heard about sex.
Hawkeye: I know I've been spreading the word.
Frank: Shut your face!
Hawkeye: Kiss me.

Igor: I'm gonna go where people don't yell at me when I put the food down in front of 'em. I'm gonna be a pig farmer!
Rizzo: Whaddya mean 'gonna be'?

Sindey Freedman: Hi Frank. How's things up on the Mount?
Sam Pak: Find any good comandments up there?

Father, patting his Bible: All the wealth I want you can find in here.
Radar: Oh, is that where you keep it? ... A little joke.

Trapper: What's the announcement, Radar?
Radar: It's a lecture. Colonel Blake's gonna tell us everything he knows about sex.
Hawkeye: "It should be an enjoyable 60 seconds.

Hawkeye: You won again. You always win. Who do you know?
(Father Mulcahy looks up.)
Hawkeye: Name dropper.

Father: What an ordeal. 72 hours straight. I'm prayed out - absolutely prayed out.
Hawkeye: Don't forget, Father, God was on six days straight.
Father: He was a lot younger then.

Charles: Get me Tokyo General!
Radar: What, on the phone?
Charles: No, open the window and yell!

Henry(giving one is his famous sex lectures): Clean is as clean does, and clean does as clean thinks.
Trapper: Henry! Figure A just fell asleep!
Henry; MacIntyre, we can do withoutthe levity.
Hawkeye: Trapper, will you stop leviting?

Hawkeye, as Charles drinks from his bottle of hair tonic: Charles, you're drinking your hair!
Charles: Don't be ridiculous. This is twelve-year-old Scotch. You don't think I'd leave this is in the original bottle around you petty larcenists, do you?
Hawkeye, horrified: Uuuuuh! I've been drinking from his Scotch bottle!

Henry: I gave a discharge to a sheep?
Radar: He;s flying home now sir.
Hawkeye: On Bo Peep Airlines.
Henry: Oh, that's great Pierce, laugh. I'm up to my neck in trouble, trying to provide a meal for a bunch of visiting Greeks, trying to serve them a lamb which is at this moment flying home to become Radar's little brother!

Flagg: Nobody can get the truth out of me because even I don't know what it is. I keep myself in a constant state of utter confusion