In Bitches, on the F2F--

Fay: Sigh. I would so like to come to the F2F.

Hec: Fay. Come. F2F. All in one sentence for ease of use...

pmm: Can she be naked?

erika: (Picturing Fay hurrying around in the airport in a long trenchcoat.)

Fay: I can be completely and utterly tremblingly barenekkid under my clothes.

Airport Official: "Purpose of visit?"

Fay: "Porn."

Airport Official: "Anything to declare?"

Fay: "I am a bitch. I write Gay Vampire Snuff Porn. I have inappropriate Hobbit Oost and think that Connor should be slashed with...oh. No, not really. That's a very nice uniform, by the way. Will you be needing to search my orifices, at all?"

erika: I'd bet they let you through.

I think we need the whole blasphemous, porny, liquor-soaked exchange. It's pure Buffista...

Hec: Formless entities need love too.

Amych: Sure, but do they really need nipples?

Ple: Sure! Where else would the tequila come from?

Sophia: If I die, and it turns out that God has tequila-spouting nipples, I will expire again from laughter. Then again, I will probably never know, as I may be going straight to hell just for saying that.

erika: I would deeply hate for that to be my last thought. I mean it's better than "Holy crap, he really did have a gun." but not by much.

Ple: G-d is perfection. Of course G-d's nipples spout 100% blue agave tequila, and G-d's tears dry instantly to sharp, perfect crystals of salt. And G-d sweats lime.

cashmere: congratulations, this has converted this agnostic. praise the lord.

I'd add

cashmere: congratulations, this has converted this agnostic. praise the lord.

I'd add

Done. For ease of loading into the BRQG.

Allyson, on ita's deadliness:

Don't be ridiculous. She can incapacitate you with her thumb, (I know, she used me as an example for that trick) but then she kills you with the knuckle of her index finger.

Angus G in Literary:

To me, calling Pullman anvilly is a bit like calling "The Anvil Chorus" anvilly...I mean, sure, it's anvilly as hell, but it's a big old-fashioned religious allegory; they can't not be anvilly! Paradise Lost? Anvilly! Pilgrim's Progress? Anvils out the ass!

The wisdom of Shrift:

If it wasn't for the beer and the porn, being a grown-up would really just suck.

Whereas, thanks to the beer and the porn, being a grown up is really just sucking. Which is a whole other thing.

In Due South, where the conversation tends to meander from slashy Mountie goodness over to Stargate and thence to general appreciation of lickable manflesh:

Elena

And what's with People naming Alan Rickman as sexy-but-not-for-any-reason-we-can-figure-out? Because, duh, he's smart, he's British, he oozes sexy. Still, this is a magazine that had a section for sexy action heros and mentions not a single member of the Fellowship.

sumi

Stupid people.

It is not at all surprising that Alan Rickman is sexy, but it is beyond belief that they named Ben Affleck sexiest man alive!!!

sumi

Maybe that should have been: Stupid People

(Might want to italicise that last word for clarity, as it was in sumi's post.)

shrift:

Michael Rosenbaum has a very, very dangerous power, and it's unfortunate that he's usually the shining cocksickle beacon of all that's good and sexy in a steaming pile of crapulence.