'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
It wasn't a mistake. It's just that when they went back and looked at all the records, they figured out that the guy who named a skeleton apatosaurus came before the guy who named the same thing brontosaurus.
Didn't the brontosaurus also have the wrong head, though?
And when she saw Ginger's post she hollered, "I KNEW THAT!!"
I think the Mars Rover trumps familiarity with random political scandals.
Nope, G. That ain't it. Go to Huffington's Post and tell me the population that votes Demoractic doesn't take political speech by Hollywood types seriously, too. So, nope.
But lori's not posting right now. Kat's interesting, though. And nothing is cuter than Kat and her knitting stick thingys.
Look, Tim, I'm going to tell you a seekrit. Lean in closer so the others can't hear.
Buffistas sent a spaceship to Mars. They pick the words that will go in the dictionary. They teach the nation's youth. They are reknowned authorities on martial arts, bubblegum pop music, and mystery novels. We teach in college, and write for the New York Times.
We drive the black helicopters.
And we know where you live.
JESUS. Now I''m afraid of the Buffistas.
I wonder if I can knit a tinfoil hat? I think the answer is yet.
You don't sacre me, Allyson. Much.
And if there really IS a Mars Rover! It might just be another hoax, like the moon landing.
And those fake dino bones.
But we're not a cult.