"Row, Row, Row your boat, gently down the stream…
…belts off, trousers down, insn’t life a scream!"
and one of my favorites…
“Our plan is to find a new leading lady for our show. What is your plan?”
I’ve got a plan…and it’s as HOT as my PANTS.
Good fan site here with lots of images, quotes, and insults. Also quizzes for all you experts, though I ain’t goin’ in that section until after I get the DVDs. I have yet to see all episodes of any one series.
Baldrick: But my lord, I’ve been in your family since 1532!
Edmund: So has syphilis. Now get out!
A Cunning Thread
Edmund: Tell me Young crone, is this Putney?
Young Crone: That it be, that it be.
Edmund: “Yes it is”. Not “that it be”. You don’t have to talk in that stupid voice to me. I’m not a tourist. I seek information about a Wisewoman.
Young Crone: Ah, the Wisewoman… the Wisewoman.
Edmund: Yes, the Wisewoman.
Young Crone: Two things, my lord, must thee know of the Wisewoman. First, she is … a woman, and second, she is …
Edmund: … wise?
Young Crone: You do know her then?
Woof!
Second obligatory Blackadder quote sig:
Um, yeah…
I really have only watched Blackadder III, and love it. I plan to order the others on DVD. Favorite episode: Nob and Nobility.
The Scarlet Pimpernel: the most overrated human being since Judas Iscariot won the AD 31 Best Disciple Competition.
This thread is so cunning I just brushed my teeth with it.
Lord Flashheart: “Still worshipping God? Last I heard, He started worshipping me!”
Blackadder: A man may fight for many things. His country, his friends, his principles, the glistening ear on the cheek of a golden child. But personally, I’d mud-wrestle my own mother for a ton of cash, an amusing clock and a sack of French porn.
I used to use this for a sig line.
Blackadder makes great sigline material.
What about you? Have you got a man? Some fine fellow in an English country village? A vicar, maybe? Quiet, gentle, hung like a baboon…
And by the way, what are you doing with these endless quotes? Don’t you have a paper to write for a seminar in Cleveland or something? 
I love toast…You see, I am a colossal pervert. No form of sexual depravity is too low for me. Animal, vegetable or mineral – I’ll do anything to anything.
Yes I have, and it’s so cunning you could brush your teeth with it! All I need is some feathers, a dress, some oil, an easel, some sleeping draught, lots of paper, a prostitute and the best portrait painter in England.
I’ll get them right away my lord!
scurries off yet smell lingers
The ancient Greeks, Sir, wrote in legend of a terrible container in which all the evils of the world were trapped. How prophetic they were. All they got wrong was the name. They called it ‘Pandora’s Box,’ when, of course, they meant ‘Baldrick’s Trousers.’
I’ll just get rid of the servant, shall I? There’s a limit to how long
the smell of roasting chestnuts can blot out the aroma of Baldrick’s trousers.
Believe me – an eternity in the company of Beelzebub and all his hellish minions will be as nothing compared to five minutes alone with me and this pencil.
well, that’s Ok, as long as you don’t stick a couple of pencils up your nose and put your underwear on your head. That’s what they used to do in the Sudan you know. Had to shoot an entire regiment once for that.
“You’ve really worked out your banter, haven’t you?”
“No, not really. This is a different thing, it’s spontaneous and it’s called ‘wit’.”
All Blackadder is pure comedy gold. The tautest of tight comedy scripts scrubbed up to within a millimetre of its life by a selection of the finest comedic actors. Because we’re not at home to Mr. Cockup!
“You find yourself amusing, Blackadder.”
“I try not to fly in the face of public opinion.”