Life Over The Hellmouth

In sunny California, not far from L.A., Sunnydale appears to be your regular peaceful suburban town.
Not much happens in a one-Starbuck town like Sunnydale.
    Xander, Welcome to the Hellmouth.

A town complete with it's airport, zoo, beach and wonderful bus depot...
Oh, Sunnydale bus depot. Classy. What better way to ontroduce someone to our country that with the stench of urine!
    Xander, Inca Mummy Girl.

But Sunnydale is much more than it seems, it's situated right over the Hellmouth.
Oh, this is fun, we're on monster island!

Giles: Dig a bit into the history of this place and you'll find there's been a steady stream of fairly odd occurences. I believe this area is a center of mystical energy. Things gravitate toward it that you might not find elsewhere.
Buffy: Like Death?
Giles: Like werewolves. Zombies. Succubi. Incubi. Everything you ever dreaded was under your bed at night and told yourself couldn't be by the light of day. They're all real.
    The Harvest.

All sorts of weird things happen in town, and yet no one really seems to notice apart from the gang. And even for them it was hard at the beginning.
This is just too much. I mean, yesterday my life's like Uh-oh, pop quiz. Today, it's rain of toads.
    Xander, The Harvest.

I don't know what to say, it was so real. I mean one minute you're in your normal life and then, who's in the fridge?
    Cordelia, Teacher's pet.

One day I'm going to live in a town where evil curses are just generally ruled out without even saying.
    Buffy, Inca Mummy Girl.

Ewwww! Why is it hat every conversation you people have has the word 'corpse' in it?
    Cordelia, Some Assembly Required.

But they soon get used the fact that nothing normal ever happens in Sunnydale.

Xander: So we have no idea what caused this. That's a comfort!
Giles: But that's the thrill of living over the Hellmouth! There's a veritable cornucopia of, of fiends adn devils and, ghouls to engage... Pardon me for finding the glass half full.
    The Witch.

There's big evil brewin'! You'll never get bored here, Faith. Cause this is Sunnydale, home of the big brewin' evil!
    Willow, Faith, Hope and Trick.

So what's on tap tonight that's so important? Uprising, prophesised ritual, preordained deathfest?
    Buffy, The Dark Age.

The high school has had giant demons breaking through the library floor, dead corpses in the locker room, floating baseball bats, ghosts, prehistoric demons in the basement and dead juvenile delinquents, just to mention a few...

Buffy: I'm telling you, something weird is going on!
Xander: Something weird is going on! Isn't that our school motto?
    I Only Have Eyes For You.

Cordelia: It's about time out school excelled at something!
Willow: Hmm. you're forgetting our high mortality rate.
Xander: We're number one!
    Go Fish.

Gage: Oh. Was that the thing that killed Cameron?
Buffy: No. That was something else.
Gage: S-somthing else?
Buffy: Unfortunately, we have a lot of something elses in this town.
    Go Fish.

Jonathan: We don't talk about it much, but it's no secret that Sunnydale High isn't really like other school? A lot of weird stuff happens here.
Crowd: Zombies! Hyena people! Snyder!
    The Prom.

Living over the Hellmouth also changes people's perspective on things...
Buffy: She saw these scores and her head spun around and exploded.
Giles: I've been on the Hellmouth too long. That was metaphorical, yes?
    Lovers Walk.

Wesley: I have in fact, faced two vampires myself. Under controlled circumstances, of course.
Giles: Well no danger of finding those here.
Wesley: Vampires?
Giles: Controlled circumstances.
    Bad Girls.

The Bronze, the local trendy hangout, is also a perfect spot for all evil.
It's the only club worth going to around here. They let anybody in, but it's still the scene. It's in the bad part of town.

    Cordelia, Welcome to the Hellmouth.

The perfect breeing ground for vampire activity.
    Giles, Walcome to the Hellmouth.