juliana, that Fay one you quoted is one of my favorites.
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I love this exchange...
Deena: Kara just had company, my friend's girls closest to her age. She stripped naked, got snotty, kicked one of them in the face, stood in front of the television while they tried to watch, and then, when she got tired of me getting after her every two minutes, she chewed the ears off of a cat carving of mine.
Hecubus: I bet in her mind she's having a good day, though.
and this
Hecubus: Emmett quoted Nixon regarding the sad state of his underwear today: "Mistakes were made."
and this
Tim Minear: I guess I'll just have to have everyone over when my theatre is done and do it live with Adam and Joss. Please don't slash that.
and this
"men don't like to say 'penis' except at the doctor."
Betsy: They don't?
MiracleMan: This is utter crap. My friend Flash and I just did a whole thing over AIM along the lines of "my penis is so big it bends light and screws up whale migration patterns."
Real men don't mind saying the word "penis". Real men like to climb up to the roof and shout "PENIS!!" every chance they get, while howling at the moon and urinating on the downstairs neighbors.
Which reminds me, Aimée...we may have to move again.
"PENIS!"
Another favorite topic, linguistics:
askye:
I'd love to take credit for that, but it wasn't me.
Dana:
I think that was amyth.
Betsy:
I amy, thou amyest, she amyeth?
Dana:
Yeth.
DXMachina:
Isn't it amy, amys, amyt, amyre, amyvi, amytus?
Sophia Brooks:
But what about amych?
Nutty:
That's the subjunctive.
oh with the funny and the pre-bed laugh fits and the thing. RIO and bonbon had me rolling on the floor, and my aren't we a bitter bunch.
loved it. great work everyone. this is what we should get paid for.
Damn, but Bureau was funny tonight. It's almost neck-and-neck with the dueling quotes in here. That's just... weird.
I could make a killing at this game, I hope you all realize. Instead, now that I am finally home from work, I'm going through the BRQG and editing mistakes. For I am too tired to write porn, but not too tired to be an anal-retentive code monkey.
Another pre-Emeline favorite:
Aimee: I am very modest, body wise. I finally started changing at the gym out in the open after about a month or so. I had to get used to it. But other than that, well, I am still operating under the mistaken impression that I can give birth while wearing panties.
DavidS: I'm thinking you might want to avoid the slingshot effect with an elastic waistband.
"Push!"
Sproing!
"Sonofabitch!"
"Okay, that's a do-over."
Betsy:
Boink city is the least of it. She's lying naked at the intersection of Hello and Sailor with her legs wide open.
More...
Betsy:
A year ago, I used to go out to dinner with my husband in skirts.
Now it's silver top, black leather pants, and 3-inch-heeled Fluevog Buffy boots in black with black patent leather flames.
I blame all of you. My husband wants to send you flowers.
Okay, so I have to post this one:
Lena: Not to insult any members of any religion, but the door-to-door thing reminds me of a story my ex-ex-boss used to tell, about his college years. The man lived with a hairy, overweight male student from Peru in a double-wide trailer, where they drank beer and dared each other to do the dishes on a weekly basis.
One day, my boss-to-be was having some nice vegging time when BOOM, his roommate came flying through the front door. "Quick!" the roommate says. "Grab all the beer bottles you can find and put them all around the room!" With this, the roommate bolts into the back.
My boss-to-be was puzzled but willing to go along with it, so he gathered up a few dozen beer bottles and put them in random places around the room. Moments later, the hairy, overweight, Peruvian roommate comes bounding back into the living room, clad only in tiger-skin bikini underwear. He proceeds to strew the place with a year's worth of Playboy issues.
My boss, totally nonplussed, asks what the hell is going on. His roommate grabs a bottle of whiskey and shouts, "Don't you know? THE MORMONS ARE COMING!" He then proceeds to dump half the bottle of whiskey on himself before the doorbell rings. At that, he flings open the door, revealing himself in all his splendor to the astonished mild-mannered folk on their doorstep, and cries, "Welcome! We've been WAITING for you!"
They fled in terror.