Igor obviously brought me the Abby Normal brain when I was getting dressed this monring.
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.
It was JessPMoon. My objection to the vw-has-lost-her-brunch-cred post was much less quotable.
Hec, on fatherhood, in Natter: Parenthood isn't noble. It's too sticky.
Sophia, in Bitches:
You know, I wish they just made cough syrup that tasted like actual ass, becuase the faux cherry makes me want to heave.
Madrigal, in Natter:
In the union store fetal pigs, 10-gallon wash tubs and copies of Jesse Ventura's autobiography were on clearance. I kept thinking that these would be the exact supplies MacGuyver could use to stop the war.
(BTW - anyone want a $5 fetal pig? It'd be a shame to let them all go to waste.)
You beat me, Jessica.
from a ways back in some topic that wasn't Natter:
Sean K:
I think the thread will survive a little off-topic Natter.
amych:
We're Buffitas, damn it! If we can't survive natter, the name no longer has any meaning.
FayJay in Bitches:
okay, that's probably funnier if you're English. Ahem. Yes, I think Giles would have not problem finding some crumpet to, ah, butter.
kat perez in Natter:
I've never had Spam but I feel I should eat some. Perhaps in some combination with Velveeta and Tang for the beverage. Though I do have a friend whose name is Velveeta. That's her honest-to-goodness-on-her-birth-certificate name.
Betsy Hanes Perry: In today's wild and crazy move, I have poured the utterly tasteless so-called "hot chocolate" made by our coffee bar using real steamed milk and real brown food coloring into a very, very strong cup of Earl Grey.
I'm trademarking it immediately. It's a ChaiChocoLatte.
DXMachina: Ummm, good luck with that?
Betsy: Okay, it's a Chai ChocoChoochoo.
I am nothing if not flexible.