In natter:

Phill: This discussion is all very alarming. I am, on this board, being forced to confront the fact that there is a problem that duct tape cannot solve. It's...maddening.

[Secret message for Phill: I added the first "o" in confront. I hope you don't mind. If you do, I can edit it back out.]

More in Natter: Miracleman:

North Korea has nukes that can reach the West Coast.

Why do I get the feeling Bush is saying "Fuck California anyway. They voted Democratic. On to Iraq!"

Sean K:

Because he is.

Natter 8:

Phil: Ooooo, post apocalyptic pick-up lines. OK...GO!

Aimee: Barren enough for ya?

MM: "Hey, baby...you from around where this used to be?" "Is it radioactive in here, or is it you?" "Your eyes are like limpid pools of potable water."

BHP: So... your hair's a lot less patchy than most of the guys around here. Baby... wanna share my iodine?

Sean K: Hey baby. Do you slough skin around here often?

Phil: Is your father a thief? I just wondered who stole the moon and stars and put them in your eyes. Also, I saw him hoarding grain. If you sleep with me, I won't have him banished to the Death Zone...Baby.

Sean K: There's room in the hovel for one more...

BHP: What's your Sign of the Apocalypse? Me, I've always dug the Horsemen.

MM: "Why yes it is a loaded double-barreled shotgun in my pocket...but I am happy to see you..."

Aimee: {for a guy} "Hey baby - ever seen a naked man with 2 penises?"

BHP: Is it hot in here, or is it just fallout?

Sean K: I love the way the raging fires from the husk of the destroyed city brings out the light in your eyes.

Amych: Here's looking at you, kid. But not in a staring-at-the-hairless-freak way, honest.

BHP: Really creative use of Space Blanket there. Wanna come loot a few more with me?

MM: "Didn't I see you looting that pharmacy? I'm sure I did...you beat that old lady to death with her own umbrella. And I thought, then and there, 'That's the one. That's the one I'm gonna re-populate the world with'..."

Phil: Say, Baby, nice noses.

DavidS: "I'm sorry, I think you dropped your thumb."

Aimee: "Thanks honey, but I got 3 more."

BHP: "Did I mention I'm a dentist?"

Phil: "Did I mention that I own shoes?"

Victor: You positively glow in the moonlight. I mean that literally. Is that supposed to happen?

Sean K: What's a nice girl like you doing pillaging an apocalyptic wasteland like this?

Aimee: (What colour are your eyes?) They're limpid pools of emerald, with a doe-brown lightning slash in the left one.

BHP: "If I said you had a beautiful mutation, would you hold it against me?"

Kathy Astrom: "Well, ain't we a pair, raggedy man."

Sean K: TWO MEN ENTER, ONE MAN LEAVES!!!

MM: This Blaster! Twenty men enter, only him leave!

Sarameg: " I've got some iodine tabs back at my tarp...."

Oh. My. God. I haven't gotten to the post-apocalyptic part of Natter yet, and you guys have me HOWLING with laughter!

Matt on the latest Angel:

Well, I think, all in all, that was not a totally failed effort at entertainment.

Aimée: So, when I said I like a little body throughout the top, I DID NOT MEAN LIKE A G-D 1974 COUNTRY SINGER!!!

Sorry. I'm ok.

Connie--to give us Unamericans some context, was Matt's remark a rhetorical understatement, ie, was Angel actually incredibly good?

(PS Does everyone know that the rhetorical term for that kind of understatement--ie the opposite of hyperbole--is litotes? Well now you do!)

Victor in Angel: Anyone who can give that "I want to give you something real" speech with a straight face has to be evil.

Angus (which is only two letters removed from Angel... hmmmm), you may safely assume Matt was litoting in this case.

Herah, in Bitches:

I now have all the laundry put away. Because I didn't do any today or yesterday.

However, I am not in a panic, because today we only used one pair of underwear per child. I don't have to do laundry in order to dress the kids tomorrow!

(I'm thinking this moment was something to live for. Is that sweet or sad?)