'Objects In Space'
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.
Phill, in Natter 7:
The civilized way to shuck a clam is to enter into a psychic duel with the tawny mollusk on the seventh plain of dremes. You must confront the clam with his greatest terror and while it gazes into the abyss of its own slimy mortality, hit it with a hammer while giggling.
I am the one-woman Phill-Comm MACHINE today.
erinaceous:
Andre Braugher is so intense he makes staring directly into the sun seem tame and pale in comparison.
First time posting in COMM. Hope I do this right.
In Firefly:
Jesse: But lord knows I'm no TV exec.
Epic Tangent: You can tell by the good sense.
(edited to look like Theo's)
Theodosia:
My mother wasn't much for casseroles. We were a Kraft Macaroni & Cheese family, and she usually managed to make it so that half the noodles were bare and the other half were encrusted with orange mix. This woman was a full-time housewife, too... just not a very good one. She didn't even have the excuse of a secret drinking problem or anything.
Brenda M:
Heh. Bill Clinton's church was next door to my apartment. Walking by on a Sunday morning, you'd think it was Our Lady of Blessed Law Enforcement, from all the unmarkeds and shaded-glass SUVs parked outside.
Phill, maintaining the world's greatest post-to-COMM ratio:
Me? Dis ass? Never, sir. Why the very idea...pish twaddle, sir. I'm sure your wife's ass is so perfectly round that one could use it to calibrate radio telescopes. It's sooo high, haughty and proud, it would be cast in the starring role in the sistah SoulJah biopic. This ass is soooo sublime that in a recent episode of "In Search Of...", Leonard Nemoy posited that it was the work of ancient astronaughts.
meara and billytea in Bitches:
Meara-I'm a packrat, it had to be somewhere...)
billytea- Sure, but if this were true, your first thought would always have to be "I wonder if I tucked into one of my cheeks?"
Me in COMM- Hee-2000 bay-bee!
(A Space Odessy!)
Erinaceous: I think being a hooker would be like having a series of really excruciatingly bad blind dates that HAD to end in sex.
Deena:
If I had a way to get an internet connection in the hospital, I'd be posting during labor... I don't think they'd stop me. Laboring women are scary.
In Firefly:
Tim Minear: p.m. -- a 40 minute version was never much with the sense-making. We might have just put bags over the critics heads and spun them in circles while it ran.
PM Marcontell: That's actually a reality show I might watch...