Wesley: We're going to bring Angelus in alive. Connor: No we're not. Gunn: I thought you said capturing him wasn't an option. Wesley: Changed my mind. Connor: Change it back.

'Why We Fight'


Natter 39 and Holding  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Topic!Cindy - Sep 22, 2005 10:52:18 am PDT #5 of 10002
What is even happening?

Excitement!

I know. There was a little, "Will they, or won't they," there, for a moment.


Amy - Sep 22, 2005 10:52:31 am PDT #6 of 10002
Because books.

New Natter? Cool.


Jesse - Sep 22, 2005 10:52:45 am PDT #7 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Good times.


Nearmiss - Sep 22, 2005 10:53:00 am PDT #8 of 10002
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who matter don't mind and those who mind don't matter.

Shiney!


Jars - Sep 22, 2005 10:53:11 am PDT #9 of 10002

Roomy.


Nora Deirdre - Sep 22, 2005 10:54:43 am PDT #10 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

yay! Top 10!


Kalshane - Sep 22, 2005 10:54:54 am PDT #11 of 10002
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why? Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.

Whee!

ETA: Argh. Missed it by that much.


Narrator - Sep 22, 2005 10:55:25 am PDT #12 of 10002
The evil is this way?

Whee!

ETA: There's some prize for being in the Top 20, isn't there?


SailAweigh - Sep 22, 2005 10:55:46 am PDT #13 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Not top 10, but close enough.

Hey, it's shiny in here. Not enough crumbs, yet.

drops some popcorn kernels on the floor


Steph L. - Sep 22, 2005 10:55:54 am PDT #14 of 10002
It's actually been a really hard year, when you stop and do the math. Eliot would cry, too, if it didn't take him seventy minutes of therapy, two cocktails, and a Sondheim medley before he can experience a human emotion through the haze of his PTSD.

This thread does not bear my name.

I am ensaddened.