Trudy Booth -
It's like sculpting with stone as opposed to clay. I just chip away the parts that aren't the porn.
Xander: I do have Spaghetti-os. Set 'em on top of the dryer and you're a fluff cycle away from lukewarm goodness. Riley: I, uh, had dryer-food for lunch.
'Same Time, Same Place'
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.
Calli - May 14, 2003 7:16:25 am PDT #3499 of 10000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
smonster - May 14, 2003 2:17:42 pm PDT #3500 of 10000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Natter natter, yo.
Ellen:
I keep imagining Betsy in that scene in Monty Python and the Holy Grail where the penitents chant "Deus etc. etc." and then thwap themselves on the forehead with their boards, except the board is a Thinkpad with google news up on it.
Betsy HP:
My God! She's got a Webcam!
Ellen:
Nope. Only audio.
Betsy HP - May 14, 2003 9:11:08 pm PDT #3501 of 10000
If I only had a brain...
Susan W: Any sentence that starts out with "The Texas Rangers entered a neonatal unit" should finish with a heartwarming tale of baseball players encouraging people during a tough time, not with law enforcement trying to track down representatives with dissenting views.
billytea: I have to be honest; any sentence that begins with "The Texas Rangers entered a neonatal unit" has already pretty much exceeded my sentential expectations.
Theodosia - May 14, 2003 9:12:03 pm PDT #3502 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"
Betsy beat me to it in mere seconds.
Sean K - May 14, 2003 10:44:58 pm PDT #3503 of 10000
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Can't. Breathe. Too. Funny. (in natter)
Steph L. - Hec, there are these nifty things called "books"....
DavidS - Pfft. Books are for wimps. People that can't handle the brilliance of pixels searing into their retinas. I despise the people who read and the ones who write? Even worse. Why...Oops, forgot I was a writer there for a second.
deborah grabien - May 15, 2003 12:04:28 am PDT #3504 of 10000
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
( sharpening Excalibraxe and staring unblinkingly at Hec)
Jim - May 15, 2003 6:21:22 am PDT #3505 of 10000
Ficht nicht mit Der Raketemensch!
That's kinda spoilesque, deb...
DXMachina - May 15, 2003 6:36:53 am PDT #3506 of 10000
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
I white fonted it.
Fred Pete - May 15, 2003 9:37:42 am PDT #3507 of 10000
Ann, that's a ferret.
From Natter, the joys of x-posting:
Wolfram: Animal Planet's doing email solicitations?
Dana: No, the F2F is two weeks away.
Holli - May 15, 2003 10:42:44 am PDT #3508 of 10000
an overblown libretto and a sumptuous score/ could never contain the contradictions I adore
Alicia K, in Previously:
I watched the A&E Buffy Biography last night and totally lost it when they showed the bit from "The Gift." I haven't watched it in a while, and that music just kills me.
Well. Not like it killed Buffy, but you know.