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.)
Elena:
I always laugh at those kitten sneezers. How are you gonna clear your head if you just go 'mift'?
From Literary, a discussion on "The Age of Innocence" contains plot points:
John: And should we be whitefonting this stuff?
Betsy: Uh... dunno.
But if Wharton shows up and starts posting about her beagle, I am definitely running for the hills.