Surprised no one already posted this gem from Trudy in F2F:

Yes, now that we are lacking a gay man we won't be watching a woman's undulating belly whilst we dine.

scrappy muses on Darwinism:

I know your cat is truly evil, because cats are created with a constant of cuteness=eviltude. That is how they have survived all these years mooching off of living with us. The more evil a kitten is, the more life-saving adorability they need. And yours is so damn cute I can tell she is hell spawn.

She shoots, she scores!

JZ in Natter

[little black cat] Hi! Hey! Hi! Whatcha doing? You aren't using that hand, are you? So you can scratch my ears with it, right? Right? No, more. More. More. So what's up? How ya been? More. I been hanging. Took a nap, ate some kibble. Have you looked out the window lately? 'Cause, birds. Pretty. Let's kill them sometime. More scratching. More. More. Hey, hi! Hey! Hiya! Hey! Hey! More!

< big gray cat> The orb sears me. I walk alone in a cloud of unknowing and drink deep of the well of loneliness. You, my sun and moon, the center of my universe, so often gone from me. You take the air from the room when you depart. I beg of you, my belle dame sans merci, do not shut the bathroom door. Ah! Your coldness kills me, one glance from your eyes brings me to glorious resurrection. Mark the birds upon yon wire. Even as I die for you, my dark and inscrutable mistress, it is my earnest desire that they die for me.

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Trudy , in Natter:

A baby chick dipped in glitter is not as fluffy and sparkly as ita.

Two from Bitches:

Hec (to Cindy, on this occassion): Your inner Foam of wit, wisdom and thoughtful kindness is more than matched by your sheer delectable meringue of womanly goodness. You are foamier than an entire case of Readi Whip. Do not doubt it.

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Aimee: But Pete...what about our own minion to go woth our goth??

Trudy, during the discussion of a Hellmouth in Seattle, in the Buffy thread:

And in Seattle you've got Jilli who is sort of a perky counterpoint to the evil. I can just see her sitting at the edge of the hellmouth giggling as flames leap up and lick her toes, Clovis fuming that they don't just go in already, Pete trying to get her credit cards without upsetting her balance...

Thank you, Trudy. That has made my day a bit better.

Me (just setup): I would like to point out that my cat will bite me hard enough to injure only when I've been lying dead on the floor for a day and he's hungry.

Trudy: I've given my dog permission to do this and told my family so.

NOBODY should guilt her out if the find me dead and a little gnawed.

Billytea: Dude. She's a dog. How would they guilt her out anyway, rub her nose in you?

Susan W in Buffy, not spoilery.

And I feel like I always do whenever I see or read a really good story with a Final Epic Battle--just a teensy bit disappointed I don't live in a world where you can hand me a sword and point me toward the evil, but at the same time kinda reinspired for what I believe to be my own calling, such as it is. Like I want to tell the best stories I can, and love my husband with my whole heart, and be the best friend I know how to be, and make my voice heard on issues that matter to me, because that's my fight to make the world a better place, and to be who I was meant to be. My power may be small, but it's still a better world if I use it, than if I let it waste because it's not big enough to fix everything I see broken.

Taken gloriously out of context in Buffy

billytea: Premature ejaculation - it's no longer a secret shame, it's a valid lifestyle choice.

Allyson, Natter:

I never heard of Jondalar's throbbing manhood.

But if I had, Cosmo would suggest that Ayla soak her hand in lubricant and tickle his scrotum.