Brenda M.: I still have a very clear sense memory of my mother's elbow impacting with my ribcage one Sunday morning when my brother and I, hung-over and not entirely awake, threw back the communion wine like it was a shot. C'mon, those little glasses, it's easy to get confused.
All right, no one's killing folk today, on account of our very tight schedule.
Mal ,'Trash'
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.
Betsy HP - Feb 24, 2003 1:54:24 pm PST #2619 of 10000
If I only had a brain...
Katie M - Feb 24, 2003 2:14:02 pm PST #2620 of 10000
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies
ita and Kristen in Bureaucracy:
What's the tie-breaker solution?
That's where the Whip comes in. We just pick some people who are on the fence and I beat them into submission.
Democracy is fun!
Edit: got it. Thanks.
§ ita § - Feb 24, 2003 2:14:17 pm PST #2621 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
(me)
§ ita § - Feb 24, 2003 2:14:24 pm PST #2622 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Wolfram - Feb 24, 2003 2:26:36 pm PST #2623 of 10000
Visilurking
FayJay in Angel:
...in fact, if you take the "gel" out of "An gel us" you just get ... a regular, run-of-the-mill arse hole.
bon bon - Feb 24, 2003 2:38:56 pm PST #2624 of 10000
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Madrigal (guess the thread!)
Well, Pa Kent officially welcomed Lex into the house, but I'm not quite sure he extended that to a welcome to Clark's pants.
Rebecca Lizard - Feb 24, 2003 6:48:03 pm PST #2625 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
In Bitches.
ita:
I have a cousin who teaches Christian aerobics.
billytea:
"Ok, now with the music: stand up straight! And straight! And straight! And arms out wide! Out wide! Out wide! And hold it! Hold it! Hold it!"
Separately--
erikaj:
The more concerned people are with keeping stuff "Christian" I worry. Seriously. Cause I've been: 1. hit on(one male, one female...lotta issues in that subscription, but at least she backed off more easily...he was a little scary.) 2.hassled about my sex life by a born-again attendant. 3. offered alms(should've taken that guy's wallet, in retrospect, see if he walked the walk.) 4.denied an accessible toilet. 5. been the subject about 40 "exorcisms"-late to class about 25 of those times--all by Christians, ostentatious ones all.
connie:
Dammit, no one's ever offer to exorcise me.
jengod - Feb 24, 2003 10:12:19 pm PST #2626 of 10000
Schmocker in Movies on L.A. driving distances:
If you ever live in New York for any length of time, you will get jarred when you see movies set there. They run down a street and turn the corner into a deli that's 100 blocks away.
Logistics are hell for shows and movies. Have to cut them some slack sometimes. As long as they aren't crucial to the plot, such as in 24, where everyone seems to breeze from one side of LA to the other in 10 minutes or less
Going to the bathroom in LA takes 90 minutes. In your house. With no stop lights even. Actually driving anywhere takes a year and a half.
Rebecca Lizard - Feb 24, 2003 10:42:10 pm PST #2627 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
Deena, in Bitches.
Today's noteworthy communication with Nick, beginning with female body issues, but going sadly awry:
Nick: When I told Olivia (his former girlfriend) she could sit on my lap, she said, 'No, I'll break you!' and she doesn't even have any real body image problems! I told her, 'Yeah, right, I can't even hold a loaf of bread on my lap.'
Deena: Yes, son, you are so glass-like fragile.
Nick: Mom!
Deena: What? I was just going with your joke.
Nick: But, see, it just doesn't work when you do it. I'm a Manly Man I am, I am!
Deena: Oh, right, you're so lightweight I could hold you with one finger. Ooh, Nick on a stick.
Nick: MOM! That's just wrong.
Deena: Yes dear.
Greg: looking up from his book. Stick? What are we talking about?
Deena: Nick on a stick.
Nick: No, Mom, we're not. (looking at Greg) My broadsword of manliness!
Greg: Huh.
Nick: (to me) You're going to post that to Bitches, aren't you?
Consuela - Feb 24, 2003 11:56:21 pm PST #2628 of 10000
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
ita in Bureaucracy:
buffistas.org: where pregnant chad means MPREG.
SNERK.