The Vampire Diaries Caption Contest 17

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For the sake of Ian Somerhalder, the celebrity most involved in the Gulf Coast oil spill clean-up, we had to award this week's Vampire Diaries Caption contest prize to "Sabrina."

She made us proud with the winning entry, posted below. We're sure Somerhalder would agree.

Thanks to everyone that took part in this week's feature and remember to come back and play every week!

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Shelia: No Stefan! You can NOT go kill all the BP executives!
Stefan: But the poor baby turtles!!!

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Sheila: Go forward,take a left,and the hair gel is in section 7.
Stefan: Ok, my hair is limpy anyway.


Grams: Stefan don't go in there.
Stefan: Why?
Grams: Because thats not the way to narnia!


Stefan:...and like I already said it's just too much, I just can't-
Sheila: (grabs Stefan's arm) Stefan.
Stefan: Yes?
Sheila: Take off your clothes. Now.


Grams: "'re... are you... a... muppet?"
Stefan: "...Yes."


Grams: Stefan. Don't go to the dark side.
Stefan But they have cookies!


Grams: Don't you feel our sexual tension?
Stefan:..... No, just you grabbing my arm......


stefan:i already told you i don't know who A is.


Gramms: Stefan wait.
Stefan: What?
Gramms: you cannot pull off that bad ass Damon look. You look like an idiot trying


Sheila: god your arm feels nice and toned
Stefan: thanks to a strict no-human diet. going vegan vampire style


Stefan: Sheila is a dog's name.
Sheila: Oh no u didnt.........that's so hot *grabs arm*

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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.


Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.