In Angel (non-spoily):
Caroma: I have just had ashes smeared on my forehead by a man in a robe who told me that I am dust and to dust I shall return.
Narrator: Sounds like my annual performance review.
'Objects In Space'
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In Angel (non-spoily):
Caroma: I have just had ashes smeared on my forehead by a man in a robe who told me that I am dust and to dust I shall return.
Narrator: Sounds like my annual performance review.
Narrator was on a spoilerific tear tonight:
Once again, only evil apparently knows how to dial long distance.
NoiseDesign is Natter:
No really, I'm sure I saw a silver lining in here somewhere, just give me sec to dig a little bit deeper back into the closet. Hmmm, my old roommate is in here, some dusty old books, hey, that's where my lego set went...nope, no silver lining, maybe it's out in the shed...
NoiseDesign is Natter
I sense a trend starting here.
Nope, no context provided for this little exchange in Natter:
Shawn: I do not have a secret furry life.
Burrell: Suu-ure you don't....
Shawn: Look, I may have a, uh, outfit that I like wearing, just around the house. And, yes, it is a little furry. But it's not like I do something INSANE like go on posting boards with people like me and meet them at cons! It's an innocent hobby!
Burrell: Hey, it's all good, Shawn. We've all know the score. It was just a costume party. Someone suggested you go as a bunny. You had no idea there was anything going on. When you got there, everyone else had cute costumes too....
ita: Okay, when Shawn calls me a fluffy bunny, I had NO idea that's what she meant.
Shawn: It's like crack! You start out small, and then you're prancing about your local community center yelling "Im da bubby clean!" because your elaborate furred headgear is muffling your bunny queen song.
Betsy, without all that irritating context stuff:
I suppose I could start mailing my slugs to Aimee.
PMM in Spoilers. Not Spoilery. I'm pretty sure.
PMM: (Confused at the notion of a state without Buffywatchers)
(Hell, I even turned my in-laws.)
(I needed the toaster.)
David J. Schwartz in Bitches:
I'd offer virtual oral sex, but the last time I digitized my tongue it stayed that way for weeks.
lisah: Isn't everything just a little grosser now that the snow is (blessedly) melting revealing all the detritus that's been hidden for the last couple of weeks? Plus, the snow that's left looks like it was hacked up from the lungs of a chain-smoking teddy bear.
Theodosia, in Natter:
Don't you just love it when real life is almost weirder than Emily?
Nope, no context here, folks...