Hey there Upper East Siders, unfortunately this isn't
Gossip Girl bringing you the latest scandal centered around
Manhattan's resident B A D B O Y. But it's the next
best thing, a survival guide to get you through the
rough times ahead. You know what they say...the board
that reminisces together, stays together. This week
we're bringing you week eight of the guide, "Seventeen Candles."

Speak of the devil and he doth
appear...wearing his trademark scarf.

So much awesomeness, so little space to gush about it.
I do believe this may be Chuck's wittiest and sweetest episode.
The Freudian slip joke. The line about Blair avoiding him over
breakfast. Pure snarky goodness. Then...we see his softer side.
Chuck comment to to Nate, "I care about three things, Nathaniel.
Money, the pleasures money brings me, and you." And his confession
to Blair about the butterflies. -swoon-. The present he bought for Blair.
We even got a hot make out make out on the bed! Scoreeeeeeeeeee.
We couldn't ask for a better episode. At least, I couldn't have!

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Quotes of the Week:

Chuck: (sees Blair coming out of church)
Well, this is the last place I'd expect to find you.
Blair: Go away, Chuck! I've been given orders,
practically from God himself, to avoid you.
Chuck: Would you consider avoiding me over breakfast?

Chuck: Not as much as I enjoyed the memory of you
purring in my ear which I have been replaying over and over...
Blair: Well, erase the tape! Because as far as
I'm concerned, it never happened.
Chuck: I'll see you at your party tonight.
Blair: You're officially uninvited.
Chuck: Never stopped me before.

Nate: I know you're there, I can hear you
breathing on the other side of the door.
Chuck: [opens door] Nathaniel!
Nate: Where's the girl?
Chuck: In my dreams. I was trying to get some
shut eye. What's on your mind?
Nate: Just my mom.
Chuck: Sounds Freudian.

Chuck: Look... I care about three things, Nathaniel.
Money, the pleasures money brings me, and you.


Chuck: Are you ready for your present?
[Blair grabs his hair and puts his head over the railing]
Ow! If you wanted to play rough, all you had to do was ask.

Blair Waldorf: Do you... 'like' me?
Chuck: Define like.
Blair: You have got to be kidding me.
Chuck: How do you think I feel? I can't sleep!
I feel sick, like there's something in my stomach... fluttering.
Blair: Butterflies? Oh no, no, no, no no.



Chuck: Something this beautiful deserves
to be seen on someone worthy of its beauty.

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