'Shindig'
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
Gee, I wonder which thread this was in?
Fay: I've got a Mountie! I've got a Mountie! Thanks to Ellen S, I have my very own little musical Mountie statuette. He's gorgeous, and very serious looking. I love him. He makes me want to be small and plastic, so I could ravish his Mountie ass.
Aimee:
My quitting Anne Rice coincided with my beginning anti- depressants.
Now this is a girl in need of a Gay Vampire Snuff Porn Saved My Life t-shirt if ever I saw one.
Joss, in Firefly: See you guys soon, even when you don't realize it. Even when you're asleep........
FayJay:
Why yes, it is I! StatesTheObvious Girl! Marvel at my failure to surprise! Ooh and aaah at my capacity to tell you things you coud've worked out without any assistance!
Fay again, in Firefly again:
you have to imagine me in full Charlton Heston mode, only shorter & blonder & more buxom. And English. And less with the mad gun love. Although hip to the mad Gunn love. But I digress
billytea in Firefly (re Dana's cow-orker):
Basically, from what I can tell, it boils down to: "Boss is mean to me! [stomp feet, kick heels]"
That's going too far. A crap work ethic is one thing, but unprovoked line dancing? She must go.
(much salad shooter silliness in Firefly that should probably be here too, but...)
in Firefly:
Victor: Wait. You have a Robotic Army of the Undead, and Aimee doesn't have a camel?
Wait...I'm spoiling a Christmas present here, aren't I?
Ellen S: Victor, I think you probably averted a tragic "Gift of the Magi" situation, where Aimee sells her camel sadle for a uranium core for MM's robotic army, and MM sells his Undead Army remote controller for a camel for Aimee's saddle.
The Matt’n’Madrigal Show (from Firefly)
Matt: Whoever brought it up first, could we please stop talking about it? I'm willing to forgo any suggestion that Simon might play for my team for the rest of the day in return for limiting his potential romantic interests to women who wouldn't bear him eleven-toed offspring with no chins. ;-)
Madrigal: Well, we could switch to talking about how Mal had a certain sort of look on his face when he was talking about his mother.
Matt: Runs screaming into the night...
Trudy: Has anybody told Matt about Zoe and Wash being first cousins?
Matt: Hey, these woods I'm running through screaming are in Arkansas, after all.
Madrigal: Inara could be Mal's grandmother - for all we know companions are very good at keeping up a youthful appearance.
Matt: This would certainly explain their scorching chemistry to date.
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Alibelle: I need to get a job. Or I need to pick fights with all my friends so I don't have to go Christmas shopping.
BHP, on the helpful household hints in Firefly:
It disturbs me that we have segued from Combat Tiddlywinks into Desserts of Death.