Gleebo:
I never knew Michael Vartan was so picky when it came to ketchup. Just like me and peanut butter. Too bad i hate his character with a firey passion and wish his death each week.
Do you know what else has blood in it? Blood.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
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.
Theodosia - Feb 05, 2003 4:18:14 am PST #2270 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"
Theodosia - Feb 05, 2003 6:13:03 am PST #2271 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"
billytea proves that he knows shit about something:
So, I'm guessing you understand, but offhand I'd say it's because the horse doesn't ruminate, so the grass is less fully processed, and the deer rely more on speed as their modus operandi, so don't want to get weighed down with a digestive system as heavy-duty as the cow's. The cow, OTOH, relies more on size and numbers for protection, which lets it pursue economies of scale and process down to the last blade huge quantities of grass at one time. Result: high-volume waste, ready at the same time.
Steph L. - Feb 05, 2003 7:48:16 am PST #2272 of 10000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Some comments from Allyson on the aforementioned low-speed car chase in LA:
We should have a car chase thread so we don't spoil people.
AND
The news should edit in the CGI buffalo. The ratings would be so worth it. Or, they could edit in Jow Millionaire getting run down, over and over.
Vortex - Feb 05, 2003 8:22:23 am PST #2273 of 10000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
La Liz, in Buffy
"Buffy's really trying to take back the Gayest Thing on Tuesday Nights crown from Smallville, isn't it? Woo."
Jesse - Feb 05, 2003 10:42:57 am PST #2274 of 10000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Betsy, in Literary, after a little topic drift:
Down, down, with people They do all the stupidest stuff Down, down with people They're rhinestones in the rough. With less people the mess, people would be be reduced to nil We'd have a lot less reason to snark on the boards And a lot more reason to chill.
Vortex - Feb 05, 2003 1:17:49 pm PST #2275 of 10000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Jenny G, in Buffy (slightly spoilery)
But I am deeply disturbed that Willow is getting involved with someone named Kennedy. All her previous relationships have been with people named for fictional places, and I was really hoping she'd end up with someone named Manderley or Narnia or something.
meara - Feb 05, 2003 1:28:32 pm PST #2276 of 10000
Heh, Vortex, was just about ot post that and somethign else...
Jenny G: But I am deeply disturbed that Willow is getting involved with someone named Kennedy. All her previous relationships have been with people named for fictional places, and I was really hoping she'd end up with someone named Manderley or Narnia or something.
Jess PMoon: Maybe Kennedy's a nickname, and she's actually named Camelot...
Vortex - Feb 05, 2003 1:33:02 pm PST #2277 of 10000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
heh, Meara :) I posted before Jess replied.
Daisy Jane - Feb 05, 2003 2:08:52 pm PST #2278 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
lauramb: Um, well, I'm ignoring the obvious visual there. Beyond that, just wondering what else a Magic Joss Ball would say. Grr?
TonyG:...Ask ME later?
Theodosia - Feb 05, 2003 2:16:08 pm PST #2279 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"
juliana (I think), in response to "ordinary feral blackberry":
This gave me mental pictures of packs of previously domesticated blackberries slipping their leashes and roving the neighborhood, overturning tartlet pans and leaving stains wherever they roam.