Elena, in the holiday thread:

That's funny. I always thought that if Trudy ever took one for the team, it would have been sex.

Trudy replies:

If it were sex I took for the team it would be more than one.

AMY P:

The unlucky ones are the guys who have missions right here in Utah. You'd think they'd get a clue, if we live so close to the LDS, I think we've learned enough about them to make a decision. Fortunately, the last time they came to visit me, Hubby got to them first and said, "Look, you're obviously new, she's not interested, just put her at the bottom of the list of people to visit, and if she gets to the top again, move her back down. No, really, you don't want to talk to her. It's for your own good, really."

I like talking to the missionaries. It makes me happy for days to make these earnest young folks--or earnest young married couples--crazy. Sometimes they cry.

STEPH L:

I am the Grand Supreme Tiara Mistress

AM-CHAU YARKONA:

For attention of Clovis, my dream:

I was in a lift, which had brown carpet on the walls. I think it was underwater. At first, it was just me, but then I heard a scratching noise under the floor. I prised one of the floorboards up, and there were you, Clovis, picking little bits of blue thread out of his fangs. You hopped up, and several people followed you. I think Jilli was there, and ita. You said something like 'hidemefromgothygirl'sminion' - I think that was ita- and started trying to climb my skirt. I picked you up and kissed you- which you bit me for- and then I was outside the lift, in the water, and Legolas was behind me. ita was looking out of the window, and Aragorn was with her, but she was trying to push him out. Then Legolas had an arrow in his hand, and you said 'elfwillstakeme' and swan away.

And then the arrow was heading for me, and I woke up, more sad that it was over than worried about being killed. Which was odd, because in the dream I was panicking.

You may do what you like with this information, but please don't have me tortured. Unless you get Legolas to do it, in which case, feel free

PMM, in Angel

Vortex: ooh, Cordy's looking a little . . . remorseful

PMM: Fire goggles. Like beer goggles with no hangover.

sneaky spoilerfonting -- PMM

Oops, sorry PMM, forgot the rules of COMM.

Well, maybe this will make up for it, re the screen suddenly going all wide.:

Ling Mao: It's done that a couple of times just recently for me as well, for no good reason (such as an extra-long link).

La Liz: Uh, was it my way-way-long-I'm-so-bad hyphenated string? Very sorry. Should I edit? My browser wraps that, but yours could be eviler. Is it wearing leather?

Cindy in "Firefly":

I'm gonna nag you like you've never been nagged before. Remember, I'm married and have 3 kids - I'm a professional. Hell, I'm an expert. I have a whingy voice, and I'm not afraid to use it. (I also have a scary Maleficent voice, but that's another story.)

Tralf: Okay, I am sitting here reading this book on Respiratory Physiology for my Quantitative Physiology class, and it has a picture of this guy breathing in and out of this machine to measure volume or some such. They have two pictures, actually, and the second one is labeled with a concentration of C sub 2.

I looked at it quickly and sumised that he was breathing in gaseous Carbon, and that this whole book was incredibly cruel. Silly me. Of course, I just read the text above the picture, and apparently he is breathing in Helium. This is a frightening book.

Nutty: Well, he'll soon be brain dead, but he'll get to sing "Follow the Yellow-Brick Road" before he dies.

billytea:

You make a good point, but I'm afraid that for me there'll always be only one Big Blue Justice.

Which, BTW, I'm finding to be a remarkably versatile answer today. For example:

Q: Two girls were collecting dolls for charity. Pat collected 4 dolls at one house, twice as many at another, and then one-third of that total. Ellen collected twice as many dolls as her friend. How many did they collect?

A: Big Blue Justice.

I didn't get that in the Buffy thread, either. Explanation for the obtuse, please? (Unless it would take the fun out - in that case, just ignore me, please.)

schmoker:

Lame, lamer, and so lamest that I had to gnaw my own leg off halfway through the show just to finish it.