aw, shucks, billytea, I thank you and the girls would, too - except in quote mode, the graphic graphics got separated and well...that looks rather painful, and as if it might affect my already precarious balance. (edit, oh wait, if I close my favorites list, everyone's back in position. nevermind.)

I have to go get nutty's imaginary boyfriend's hairy pancakes out of my teeth now, or...shoot, you beat me to it, Anne.

FayJay:

beams. glances down at prow-like DD cup-size bosom. tries to remember what her feet looked like.

BillyTea:

Imagines Leonardo DiCaprio standing on FayJay's chest and shouting "I'm the king of the world!"

JZ: the passing of the WBB tiara from Rio's boyfriend to scrappy's.

Rio: I think it's called a tiaro when it's for boys.

Pinwiz: And then BANG!!!, Foreshadowing came in the door with a six-pack of Rolling Rock.

Hil, in Natter:

Apparently alfredo sauce conducts electricity.

JZ , referring to a moron who exceeds the previously-known boundaries of obliviousness:

Cluestick, clue anvil, possibly the clue grand piano snapping the cord of the clue crane and tumbling five stories down the front of the clue brownstone to punch a hole six feet deep in the clue sidewalk.

In Bitches:

Heather Alayne: [NB] said SMG smells like grapefruit.

ita: My god ... all the fanfic that has to be rewritten.

Why can't people understand that a size is not a proper way to measure thinness (is that a word?), because a tall person is obviously wider in order to not look like a standing noodle or piece of cardboard?

Nilly - in Natter2, on people being in proportion.

word!

NAFDA Buffy:

Jess PMoon: Well, Giles has been hangin' with the coven in Devon all summer too -- probably some of it rubbed off.

Miracleman: Longer than just the summer, I thought. Didn't they intimate that he'd been chillin' with the blessed-homies since he left the first time?

And another Miracleman-y goodness:

Giles seemed (to me) more "sure, 'connected', whatever ya gotta say to get through, baby. Now put the flower back in Portugal."

And Madrigal (hey, I'm catching up), not-spoilery wondering about Buffy:

is she a human who runs on a demonic duracell?

DXM in Natter:

My surreal moment for today came on the ride into work. As I came around a bend in the road, I noticed about eight police cars pulled over on the shoulder, all from different towns, and all with their lights flashing. Immediately after I passed them, they all pulled out onto the road in unison, and started following me. I wasn't too worried, because they had turned their lights off, and they obviously weren't chasing me, but it was odd. I made a left turn, and sure enough, they kept following me. Finally, I pulled into Dunkin Donuts to get a coffee, and they all pulled into the parking lot after me, which I thought was hugely funny.