Sean K:
They always say that stories take on a life of their own. Mine is apparently a big slut and will run away with whoever wants to throw their favorite hunky guy in it.
I've seen honest faces before. They usually come attached to liars.
Willow ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Coffee On My Monitor
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.
sarameg - Jan 27, 2003 5:31:53 pm PST #2134 of 10000
Java cat - Jan 27, 2003 5:50:10 pm PST #2135 of 10000
Not javachik
John H in Natter (on his birthday!)
Maybe I'm all confused about Edward the Seventh -- which one was he? What was his time period? I know all about Edward the Eighth of course. he's the abdication guy, right? Married some lady called Marge Simpson.
Signed, Did wanky "Social And Economic" history in school, not cool stuff with kings and queens and heads gettingchopped off.
Java cat - Jan 27, 2003 5:50:57 pm PST #2136 of 10000
Not javachik
Am-Chau Yarkona in Natter (who needs context?)
It's right here on page 237845 of the well-known How To Tell Who Is Good And Who Is Bad When You Can't See If They Are Wearing White Hats Or Not Manual.
Jessica - Jan 27, 2003 7:30:36 pm PST #2137 of 10000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Teppy, in Bitches:
I wanted to remember to pull out the (many) bridesmaid dresses I have and take them to a consignment store, b/c why not get $$ for them? Because I am SO not going to wear them again. (There's a wedding/formal dress consignment shop by my office.) To conserve handspace, I wrote "w.dresses" on my hand. Some stranger on the elevator at work looked at my hand and, all perky, asked "Going shopping for a new dress?"
I pointed to the "w" and said "That stands for 'wedding dresses.' I've been married twice and haven't been able to part with the dresses. But I'm going to take them to a consignment shop and sell them so I can pay for the second divorce."
Seriously. Hand to God, I said that. Nosy troll.
Theodosia - Jan 27, 2003 7:34:12 pm PST #2138 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Madrigal in Smallville:
Captain Logic lacks the hovercraft necessary to even get near landlocked little Smallville.
amych - Jan 27, 2003 9:12:36 pm PST #2139 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Who'd'a thunk it? Our Bureaucracy really is funnier than Kafka.
ita - We've never really had an indication that ANYTHING slows natter.
Kat - what would slow Natter? Perhaps the Bubonic Plague?
Elena - No, people would be comparing pustule size and home remedies.
Jessica - Jan 27, 2003 9:27:54 pm PST #2140 of 10000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
....and the punchline:
Heather: Postulating on Pustules could be the first title!
Burrell - Jan 27, 2003 9:35:01 pm PST #2141 of 10000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Kat, in Natter:
I took the metro home today. I felt sick from other people's odors the whole time. THIS is why I do not take public transportation in LA more often. Of course the unwashed masses are yearning to be free! I'm yearning to be free of their BO.
Rebecca Lizard - Jan 27, 2003 10:17:04 pm PST #2142 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
Daniel:
Joss is the one Joss that was, Wash is the Joss that could be, Giles is the Joss yet to be.
PMM:
We are all Joss?
Am-Chau Yarkona - Jan 28, 2003 3:25:26 am PST #2143 of 10000
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
A few completely out of context (because I skimmed. Dude is that weird at times) lemonade-on-sarameg's-pissed-off-cats:
BHP: Daintily stepping over the writhing pile of manflesh in the sterncastle, a lady of a certain age asks "Does anybody know if there are tiaras in the booty?"
~~~~~
Susan W.: Lawrence L-B and Handy Andy stand on the island as the dirigible drifts in for a landing. Andy comments he could easily fix the leak. Lawrence opines that while they're at it, the dirigible should be painted red and emblazoned with laser-printed portraits of ita and Orlando.
~~~~~
Aimee: Meanwhile, in Aimee's plundering of the ship's booty, she finds a big honking tanzanite ring and decides to sell it to open up her Wedding Business, ridding herself forever of the First Evil called "Corporate America". And moves to Wales.
~~~~~
sarameg: Stuff them under something! Hide them in a gawdawful ugly motheaten, over-febreezed-but-still-stinky coat!
~~~~~
sarameg: The pants have lipstick marks? Oh my, the stories you could make up with that....