Phill in Buffy:

Xander: ...I think you're extrordinary.

Dawn: Hey, you...

W: Everybody, guess what, Dawn's a mutant, she can breathe fire AND fix windows with her mind!

X: I quit.

It's all husband-helps-you-put-on-robe-shuffle-to-living-room
-have-cigarette-blankly-jump-in-shower-get-ready
-wander-out-door-to-work-with-brief-kiss-for-robehelping!husband.

And Aimee's further followup:

Is that you??

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Emily: Anyway, if I can take a class at Harvard Extension for that little money, then I don't really mind dropping this one.

Sean K: And you get the privelege of telling people you went to HAhvahd. edited by Sean K on Jan 22, 2003 2:18:31 pm EST

Emily: Yeah, but Sean, you know my compulsive honesty. I'd always last about three seconds before saying, "Actually, the extension school, which you don't have to apply for."

MiracleMan: And after that she'd engage in ritual mortification in the linen closet with a cat o' nine tails made from shredded towels muttering "BAD Emily...BAD Emily...remember station in life...the sin WON'T COME OFF..."

Phill: Yeah, but you just need to add a few grunts, mutter chicken fucker, and twitch and people will think your adendum is tourettes.

billytea: I use the same approach when an interviewer gets onto past criminal convictions.

Miracleman: I just lunge across the desk and chloroform them, then slip a half-empty bottle of gin into their desk drawer. When they wake up I offer to "discuss" their drinking problem with HR.

billytea: Y'know, just once I'd like to see you solve a problem without chloroform.

Aimee: coughhowhegotmetomarryhimcough

Miracleman Hey, that's an unfair characterization.
I sometimes use a dart loaded with ketamine.
The hard part is sneaking the rifle past reception.

Phill: Ketamine? Laudanum? It's like you guys read my diary.
seriously, stay out of my diary.

BHP: Nobody is ever kidnapped with chloroform any more. I feel this is an important plot trope that should appear in more popular novels. Also white slavery. And duels.

Emily: Yeah, and what happened to the laudanum? What, it's not fashionable enough for your modern druggers? (Is druggers a real word? No. Look! Shiny thing!)

Segue from laudanum to absinthe, leads to debate on advantages and disadvantages of latter:

Sean K.: I think it's sort of like Jägermeister. Also big jujuu, much magic.
Aimeé: Hmmm... I do believe you misspelled "tastes like shit. Causes much vomiting."

ZoieFinch in Buffy (non-spoilery):

I think comparing the soul directly with the kidneys misses the whole mundane / divine distinction and therefore the original point of the entire soul concept, ( in English English of course, I'm coming to accept that American English is a completely different langauge and does strange things to ancient and cherished ideas.)

Edited to add Connie's response:

That may be a summation of the entire American raison d'etre.

(Psst, mlle. jengod -> ita "Bureaucracy 1: Like Kafka, Only Funnier" Sep 20, 2002 6:31:41 pm EDT )