Kat:
And honestly, I really don't give a shit so I'm confused as to why I am even arguing except that you must be hitting my Must Have the Last Word button. So I'll shut up now.
'Destiny'
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Kat:
And honestly, I really don't give a shit so I'm confused as to why I am even arguing except that you must be hitting my Must Have the Last Word button. So I'll shut up now.
Elena, on Firefly (again):
I love this show so much. I want to feed it soup, give it a nice warm bath and then take it to my bunk and rub it for a while.
Elena: Though if your folks are like mine they'll just say that they don't want anything. And someday that's what you'll get. Bastards.
Sigh, Trudy, can you edit that last one to read "they'll just say that they don't want"
In Angel 1, wayback machine:
brenda m: She seemed a little Clark Kenty to me (though not in the porny sense.) But it could've just been the glasses.
Michele T.: Nothing to add here, just enjoying the fact that mentioning Clark Kent now needs a non-porniness disclaimer.
First apple pie, then Superman. What next?
Trudy Booth: Mom?!?!?!?
In Firefly...
Allyson: Still getting no sex appeal vibe from Inara. She's still a block of wood.
Kat: Allyson, I totally disagree here. A block of wood has so much more sex appeal than Inara. After all a block of wood has potential. With perserverence and a little bit of luck it can one day grow up to be a carved dildo. Inara, nothing.
In natter:
John H: I've now fixed it to make you look insane.
ita: Edit. The revenge of the corrected.
Not coffee-on-my-monitor, but nod-nod-nod response, on scrappy's tagline:
Worry can't change the past or affect the future, it can only ruin the present.
Ms Havisham, in Firefly, on a Firefly/ER crossover (whitefont, for those who haven't seen Firefly)
(Jayne rushes into the ER from the ambulance with a body on a cart) "We attempted to rescuz... to wire... in the field... oh, fuck it." (Pulls Vera from under the sheet and starts hosing while the others empty the pharmacy.)
Scrappy in Natter:
ita, thanks for your kind offer of an internal organ, but I think being spleenless gives me that touch of depth and mystery that my actual personality sadly lacks.
And she is so wrong.