Elena in Firefly:
One more brick in the I'm-not-insane-other-people-saw-it-too wall. Soon I might be able get some cement.
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Elena in Firefly:
One more brick in the I'm-not-insane-other-people-saw-it-too wall. Soon I might be able get some cement.
Meara in Bitches:
Hmm. Now I"m trying to think. Would I sleep with my evil twin? I mean, I'm assuming that as an evil twin, she'd be all hot and well- dressed and shit, but...I'm thinking no. While I do sometimes look in the mirror and go "Yeah, hot tonight, baybee!" (or, well, something along those lines), I'm not really my own type...
Jilli:
I once sat next to someone on a plane who spent the entire flight highlighting passages in their Bible. Once they got a look at me (black velvet dress, top hat, small fanged rabbit), they edged away as far as possible, and would occasionally highlight something in a determined manner, then glance over.
Ple:
My car needs its own hanky code.
Was rear-ended twice in the last three days.
connie, merrily misunderstanding Dana in Bitches:
You're slashing a gospel group? Extra Special Hell.
Billytea:
Meanwhile, Huzzah! I have finished my own delaying tactic. Bec and I have been doing a jigsaw in the shape of a frog, and I just upgraded his status from 'has most of his feet and maybe half his head' to 'Awww, what a cute froggie". So, go me!
And Ms. Lizard:
Bonus points for using "huzzah" and "froggie" in the same paragraph.
ita in Bitches, explaining why she doesn't try the 'crazy' card:
I can't spit and not hit a family member that has outpsychoed me without breaking a sweat. So I have a low estimation of my abilities.
Hecubus in Natter:
Emmett: Dad, can you name a monster for every letter in the alphabet, except for the vowels?
Me: So...starting with "B"?
Emmett: No, go ahead and do the vowels too.
Me: Okay. A is...Alien. B is a Balrog.... [bunch of other monsters] and L is....uh....
Emmett: Living Dead!
Me: Right. Good one. M is for Mummies. N is uh....hmmm.
Emmett: National Living Dead!
Me: Excellent choice.
Emmett: I know a good one for Z.
Me: Okay, I'll save that one for you. [bunch of other monsters] ...and U is for Undead. And V is for Voldemort. W is Werewolf. X is X-Ray Vision Man and Y is for Yeti and Z is?
Emmett: Zombie!
Me: Perfect.
Emmett: I helped with some. Like National Living Dead. That was a good one. It would be like a sport like National Football League. Except they wouldn't have any balls they'd just kick around their heads and their hands.
Michele T.:
Well, the crazy-cult-clone-hoaxers believe we all started as alien-created clones, right? Only, now, when I think of aliens coming to earth, I find myself visualizing Tom Welling, so I guess that puts me in the pro-crazy-cult camp. Drat.
Anne W.:
Rather than Buffy, we here in the U.S. are being graced with "Funky Flubs" this evening.
I swear, television programming has dug through the bottom of the barrel and is speedily tunneling its way through the earth's crust.