In Natter:
Shawn
(describing her evening): ...getting a little sugar...
Jesse:
Wait a second, Shawn, when you say "getting a little sugar," what EXACTLY do you mean?
Shawn:
What? I mean, "I got a little sugar." So, how do Buffistas know this guy is a keeper? Last night, while going through tapes for Adult Swim cartoons, I came across the Firefly ep from December that was the quasi-pilot (I don't remember the name). He hadn't seen anything Joss, and he agreed to watch, even if it would make him sad it was off the air. First, he laughed his ass off. Second, he says, "I love how this guy subverts all the conventions." Third, he says, "This guy has a fantastic sensibility! I have to start watching Buffy!"
erinaceous:
Suh-weet. Shawn's getting sugar AND a toaster.
Dana:
Now all she needs is bread, cinnamon, and butter, and she can make really yummy toast.
Connie:
One doesn't unlive for 120+ years by being so stupid as to store the eggs of dangerous creatures in your bedroom. That's what the minions' bedrooms are for, so the eggs can hatch and you laugh riotously watching the fun.
sarameg:
My freezer makes me look like a neat-freak serial chicken killer
Quickly, before he can edit!
Hec (quoting Betsy): My husband just came into my office, found me sitting on my balance ball, and discovered with glee that he can dribble me.
Well, in a purely imperialist way, we managed to sweep The Philippines under our influence because of the Spanish American War.
Betsy: Filled the bathtub with giraffes yet?
Quickly, before he can edit!
Hmph.
stupid clipboard...
Hec
, editing to try to dig himself out but, as is so often the case, making matters worse:
because Betsy's husband is not waging imperialistic war on her balance ball.
sarameg:
OK, I missed something so completely that now I'm fighting tears. Picturing Betsy's husband chasing after Betsy's balance ball with napoleonic posture, waving garlic and shouting something about the colonies.
If I die in an attempt to not explain this to my officemate, it is all y'alls fault.