Book: Afraid I might be needing a preacher. Mal: That's good. You lie there and be ironical.

'Safe'


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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.


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.


Rebecca Lizard - Feb 05, 2003 3:01:08 pm PST #2280 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

erikaj:

My dad used to put my name into "Alice's Restaurant" all the time. I loved it but I thought he wrote it which confused me later.


Betsy HP - Feb 05, 2003 5:17:28 pm PST #2281 of 10000
If I only had a brain...

Commed not for the setup, but for the spike.

Me: I remember reading in college about this appalling study done on, I think, the Orkneys, where it became clear that female orgasm was damned near unknown, as was anything but male-superior sex. (The number of wives who'd ever had a husband put a month on their breast, for instance, was shockingly low.)

FayJay: ....a whole month? Holy cow, you Americans really do take foreplay seriously. Props to you.

t /abruptly aware of inadequacies of British menfolk.