You thought it was three syllables? Loser.You see a name, you think a thing. You know my brain's not wired properlike.
[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls and The Inside), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath.
You thought it was three syllables? Loser.You see a name, you think a thing. You know my brain's not wired properlike.
You mean I shouldn't think of you as Mr. Bah-roo-ohm?
Sydney, just to let you know, people here say things that piss me off on a daily basis. Most people make me happy. Tis the way of things.
Most people make me happy
That would be me.
Indefatigible font of joy, that's yours truly.
Mr Broom, I just got back from Boston, and haven't been able to shake the accent for days. So he's Tim My-nee-ah.
That would be me.
The chickens are late.
Dammit.
The chickens are late.
Tim killed them.
Mr Broom, I just got back from Boston, and haven't been able to shake the accent for days. So he's Tim My-nee-ah.
I work with a Bostonian; I may have to pay him money to say that. I think it would make my day. He's a real Pahk the Cah in Hahvahd Yahd type, only more nasal. You should hear him sing "I Love This Bar" by Toby Keith.
I thought I said "It's not physics, it's metaphysics."
All Tim's words belong to me. Or will have done.