Noumenon, in (of all places) Unamerican:
"Quorn" sounds like a meat substitute for corn. For carnivores.
Out. For. A. Walk. ... Bitch.
Spike ,'Selfless'
Coffee On My Monitor
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
meara - Apr 03, 2003 10:28:43 pm PST #3218 of 10000
Am-Chau Yarkona - Apr 04, 2003 2:40:39 am PST #3219 of 10000
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
In Unamericans (it's the place to be these days :) ):
Caroma:
My grandpa used to mix his turnips and mashed potatoes. I felt it was an insult to both.
DXMachina:
My mom did that. Still didn't mask the fact that there were frelling turnips in the potatoes.
~~~
In Bitchy fic, PMM writes the one-word drabble:
Spike at the End of the World, the Last Man Standing.
"Bugger."
Cindy - Apr 04, 2003 3:36:52 am PST #3220 of 10000
Nobody
Angel...
ita analyzes 4.17, Inside Out and decodes the secret to world domination...
I like Connor fucking up too. I imagine if you take an isolated (and alienated) teen and use the word "special" a lot (without referring to the Olympics) and put out?
Anyfucking thing you want? It's yours.
Jim - Apr 04, 2003 3:42:11 am PST #3221 of 10000
Ficht nicht mit Der Raketemensch!
ita's inadvertantly leaking her own future plans again, I see...
Cindy - Apr 04, 2003 3:48:02 am PST #3222 of 10000
Nobody
The thing is, with that sort of plan, she has a real shot.
Kate P. - Apr 04, 2003 5:40:11 am PST #3223 of 10000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Angus in Umamericans:
Remember the ads where someone would take one bite of a Crunchie and suddenly a film of them doing something fun like rollerskating or disco dancing or windsurfing would be superimposed over the space where their t-shirt was? (The implication being that eating a Crunchie transports you mentally to your early 80s leisure activity of choice.)
amych - Apr 04, 2003 6:14:15 am PST #3224 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
PMM in Angel (nonspoilery)
Aww, now I feel all warm and eviscerated.
Jessica - Apr 04, 2003 7:51:46 am PST #3225 of 10000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
In Angel: (not spoilery -- it's about a typo]
MadrigalEvli sounds like the kind of evil you'd buy at Ikea - like one of those giant death rays that you have to put together yourself at home and then end up with a crystal of polka evisceration left over and having to hold the back end together with duct tape because they didn't give you enough screws.
amyth: "The Evli Ray: in Seafoam, Buttercream and Eggshell--for Spring!"
Am-Chau Yarkona - Apr 04, 2003 9:27:36 am PST #3226 of 10000
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
In Bitchy Fic, Deena discovers feedback:
God, you guys are like smoking crack.
Dana:
Welcome to the world of fanfic.
(Very much 'it's funny 'cos it's true'.)
Theodosia - Apr 04, 2003 9:58:58 am PST #3227 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
From Bitches:
Trudy:
Called agencies and skipped class.
Elena:
And at some point you frolicked in a fountain? Right? And sat in a cafe and drank Italian sodas with your gay best friend? Right? And there was a funny mix-up at the dry cleaners? Right?
Right?
Are you saying that everything television has taught me about life in the big city is a lie?