In Bitches:

Elphaba: Guess who has a brand new Honda Accord sitting in her parking place?

Betsy HP: Run out and make the bastards move it.

spoilery for angel; idle speculation about the next pregnancy.

Madrigal And with the current rates of pregnancy on this show, should we expect Gwen to give birth to a little pink toaster next season?

Jess PMoon And would the toast that came out of it have to be called the breakfast of champions?

In Bitches:

Cindy:

She's very well and she's indicating there might be life outside the internet. Sounds like a hoax to me. Does anyone actually believe that, or is that like on of those Santa Claus myths?

Jess P Moon:

There's an outside the internet?

connie neil:

Nonsense, you're all just people I've created in a virtual reality. You only think you're real. I am sorry for any crises that may have occured in your virtual--but ultimately nonexistent--lives in those moments when I have to reboot the server.

Nutty:

All of the above is why the whole world should fit between Boston and New York. If you can't get to it in 4 hours and/or on an interconnected set of train and public transity systems, why bother??

Cindy in Natter. Made me laugh.

I just got this email entitled, "Advice". I don't pass these on usually, but it made me chuckle.

1. It is important to find a man who works around the house, occasionally cooks and cleans and who has a job.

2. It is important to find a man who makes you laugh.

3. It is important to find a man who is dependable and doesn't lie.

4. It is important to find a man who's good in bed and who loves to have sex with you.

5. It is important that these four men never meet.

Hec and Aimee, in Natter:

We should have one of the actuaries post the most likely ways to die for the average Buffsita demographic

My vote goes for "TiVo falling onto head" for #1 cause.

Anne on keeping track of Bureaublahblah (© msbelle):

It's a bit like herding cats. Teleporting, time-traveling cats.

From UnAmericans

Sue:

I just can't deal with Connor's hair. When I was stranded at the bus station last Friday, there were several college-aged guys also waiting who had the same floppy hair. I wanted to go up to them and say, "In the name of Vincent Karthieser, cut your hair!"

Trudy:

Ah, first you confuse the college boys and then you POUNCE!

Sue:

It's all about the misdirection, Trudy.

Gudanov In Natter:

My most recent movie viewing was "Piglet's Big Movie". Which was okay, but I thought Tigger was just sort of mailing it in. Eeorye brought it strong though, best performance since 'Dude Where's my Tail'.

In BBaBB, on the Phoenix Error Message:

Betsy HP: It's the Best. Error Message. Ever.
Liese: It is. It makes me happy every time I see it. Which isn't often. Which makes me happy. Buffista conundrums of joy.
I even quoted it to my SO, and was startled to note that I did actually have it memorized. And not like the other death messages that I have memorized because I see them so damn often. I have it memorized because I never see it. See what I mean about the conundrums?

Because it's both funny and true. And I just love the expression "Buffista conundrums of joy".

USA Night in Natter:

Trudy: <Trudy tip-toes into thread with pin. Drops it. Hears it.>
Perkins: Perkins tiptoes in, still hears the echo of the pin dropping.
Trudy: Trudy winks at Perkins, causes virtual hurricane on other side of internet.
Perkins: Perkins giggles at the thought of an internet hurricane, and hopes it wakes up the board.