Gus, late night Sunday in Natter 9:

Uh,oh. Inebriated poster with a wireless laptop. I am in a bar right now and it is fucking fabulous. (Y Fabulous MV. Radically.)

Have been reading COFF aloud to fellow sots. It’s a hit. I’m a hit. I could get laid. Yay, Buffistas!

Later:

For the record: Six slurring sots have just sung (bellowed) Daniel's Freedom Fries song in a crowded bar. And it was fucking great.

Uh, it sounded like The Philosopher's Song of Monty Python fame. Sorta. Mostly. One of the lady sots can actually sing. Lady sots did the alternate lines. Like this ...

Bellowing male sots: OH, I went to buy some freedom toast Actually singing lady sots: and when I got there they had none,

...so on.

still later:

... some nonsense about the bar closing. Fascists. Signing off. Keep your virtual fingers crossed on the outcome, Buffistas... {smoochies}

and, the morning after:

A large colony of muskrats have nested in my mouth during the night. Somewhere, someone is abusing a symphonic tympani.

Learn by my example, Buffistas. Alcohol is not your friend.

In Natter:

Jesse: Hello, pot? This is the kettle. YOU"RE BLACK.

ita: It's not black. It's Houseware-American.

From Angel (non-spoilery), Hayden speaks for the y-chromosomed portion of the board membership:

lyra Jane - I mean, you can't die instantly from a punctured testicle, can you?

Hayden - A guy would never ask this question.

Trudy - Did you know a penis can get broken?

Hayden - I'm sorry. I can't read the screen with my hands over my eyes like this.

(Ed. note: I know there was more, but I'd rather not think about it)

Hil R.:

OK, somewhat amused, but not really surprised, at the map leaving off Australia. I'll probably be ranty about it later, but I've ranted a lot to people today and I'm kind of off the rantyness for now.

Madrigal's suggested ending for Buffy:

Really, instead of staking, I'd like it if the ending mirrored "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back" by having Spike track down everyone who's posted online and either slapping them around or shagging them or both.

Nutty, in Natter, trying to elucidate a series of puns about Poles:

For the record, "a ten-foot pole" is punny because "Pole" is an old-fashioned way of saying person-from-Poland. And there's this whole part where "pole" or "tent-pole" is a euphemism for penis, so a ten foot pole can be construed as a gigantically priapic Polish guy. And then there's this other part where "I wouldn't touch him with a 10-foot pole" is replied to with "How about a 6-foot Swiss?" and then it gets very silly and/or into cheese jokes, and then the conversation devolves into giggling.

And you know what? Jokes are less funny when you are explaining them.

Gus in Natter - read previous COMM for context.

Getting through the workday today was an act of Will. Around noon, the hangover became such a real, physical presence in my life that I named it George.

And more Gus--

Apparently, 'COFF' is the proper spelling of 'COMM', if you are transcribing the language 'Drunk.'

Aimee in Beep Me - on her job search...

Just heard from my rep from the first interview. They loved me, they want me back tomorrow and when James (my rep) told them about the offer, they said "Oh. We can MUCH better than that."

So, I'm conflicted. But happy. More than one person hasn't been this interested in me since my boobs grew big in 10th grade!

Cindy in the "Angel" thread, after a few people discussed their videotape management techniques:

None of you are true believers. Buffy and Angel tapes get used for nothing else. Do you write your grocery lists in your Bible? Do you write your to do list in Romeo and Juliet?

My B/A tapes are on my bookcase, (upper shelves) so my children can't breathe on them and pass them the latest cold going through their schools.

They NEVER get taped over.

My darling husband knows that to touch one to tape anything is to forfeit his life. They are in chronological order, and labelled with tape number, 2 episode numbers (e.g. S5, ep22, series ep. 100), title, and air date - before the episode starts. I do not re-use them when a season's DVDs become available. Clearly, they have been pre-ordained as back up, and besides, they're where the previouslies and previews live.

The only way I'd use a B or A tape for something else is if one of my children (or Jesus) was going to be on TV, and then? I'd use one that had some blank space on it. THERE IS NO TAPING OVER.

Santa puts blank tapes in my stockings. I get blank tapes for Valentine's Day, my birthday and in my Easter basket. I buy them when I go grocery shopping. The only more urgent non-food item I buy is toilet paper.

You call yourselves Buffistas?

WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?

I don't even know you anymore.

And I don't think I want to.