Pinwiz: I just heard on the news that we got the 8 of Spades in the Iraqi card deck.
When did war turn into Pokemon?
Harmony ,'First Date'
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Pinwiz: I just heard on the news that we got the 8 of Spades in the Iraqi card deck.
When did war turn into Pokemon?
Noumenon:
Table 230 of [link] says you're right. It goes from 1988-1994 and has 12.3% of males 20-29 under 5'6", just 2.1% over 6'3".
I am 5'6", and that makes me taller than 11.7% of men my age, but 74% of the women. Tall enough, I guess.
With rounding, apparently 100.0% of women are less than 6 feet tall. I hope that doesn't cause anyone here to suddenly poof out of existence. When the statistician comes for you, slouch.
Madrigal, in Angel (whitefonted to err on side of whitefont caution):
Just to get rid of Kennedy, I'd like Angel to drop naked from the ceiling of the Summers' house just as Willow and Kennedy are being annoying couply together. At the sight of him, Willow stands up and announces, "Straight now!"
But note that it's spoilery for current-season Buffy, not Angel.
Thanks, Jesse.
Daniel C. Jensen in Quotable Buffy thread:
Death is her art because all the good art classes were filled.
Allyson: Oh, once I managed to get the twist tie out of my hair, I tossed it. Like, she really mushed it into my hair. Why? Why would she mush a twist tie into my hair?
In Bitches:
Sean:
Even if you are secretly a huge fundementalist and are just keeping notes on which of us is going straight to Hell.
El Phab:
Shit! You found me out. (oops...I guess my use of "shit" probably gave away the fact that I'm not really serious here. Let's try this again.)
Damn! You found me out. (whoops again...ok...so I'm not very good at pretending to be a fundie.)
Gus, funny no matter how much or little alcohol he has ingested. In Natter. And no, ya don't get no context.
American-me: "Who let the dogs out?" Educator-me: "Flee! There are dogs among us!" Somali-me: "Look! Lunch!" Irish-me:" "Bring on yer feckin' dags, man."
Damn, that was funny the first time, but now I'm doing it with accents ... it's even better.
"Flee! t insert Shakespearean rep theatre hand gesture There are dogs among us!"
That's my pops-in-law.