Jayne: What're you gonna tell the others? Mal: About what? Jayne: About why I'm dead. Mal: Hadn't thought about it. Jayne: Make something up. Don't tell 'em what I did.

'Ariel'


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.


Am-Chau Yarkona - Jun 11, 2003 11:20:30 pm PDT #3627 of 10000
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty

A couple from Bitches:

sumi:

We do so much of this ____ma stuff that when I saw the word "dogma" in an article my first thought was that it had something to do with dogs.

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erika:

any second now my mom is going to say "If the Buffistas jump off a cliff would you jump off a cliff, too?"

Daniel C. Jenson:

Well... Not again.


Calli - Jun 12, 2003 3:48:03 am PDT #3628 of 10000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

From Bitches:

NoiseDesign: I could see MacGyver porn being interesting. Give the man a pop tart and a bicycle inner tube and it's fun for a week.


juliana - Jun 12, 2003 8:14:29 am PDT #3629 of 10000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Really, the best decription of gaming I've heard since the Buffy finale....

Aimee, in Bitches:

You testosterone-filled gaming freaks (totally kidding) are going to invade my home, eat my food, yell at my dog and make Trading Spaces unhearable because you are trying to get the rodent dwarf with simsense out of the magical trunk and transported back to the Van Nuys airport without awaking the goblin dogs the mage managed to accidentaly pull out of Atlanta when the 5 of you were astral projecting to get the briefcase from the Elf Fairy that was sitting on a nuclear cloud somewhere over Los Angeles in 2876.


ChiKat - Jun 12, 2003 8:20:07 am PDT #3630 of 10000
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

In Natter (who needs context?):

Sophia Brooks: and now I feel really bad because everyone else is mad!

DavidS: Well... Fuck 'em. For fuck's sake, it's not like you stole the myrhh from Baby Jesus. I expect you'll come swanning into the office in your ermine coat now, just back from a weekend at St. Tropez in your personal Lear Jet. Ooh la la. Then again, maybe you won't have to sweat your rent check when you have to change the oil on your car.


Fred Pete - Jun 12, 2003 9:25:50 am PDT #3631 of 10000
Ann, that's a ferret.

May be a bit subtle, but this link, posted by Daniel in Press, deserves mention here.

It's about the death of David Brinkley, newscaster for NBC and ABC. The link is to CBS.


DCJensen - Jun 12, 2003 9:45:25 am PDT #3632 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.

Yes, my little in-joke to myself. ABC-NBC-CBS...Didn't think anyone would notice.

Ah Buffistas...


deborah grabien - Jun 12, 2003 11:38:36 am PDT #3633 of 10000
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Holli in Natter, on the question of the meaning of the word "Blaggard":

It's the sort of thing usually preceded by "Avast, ye" and followed by a bunch of "arrr"s.


Jessica - Jun 12, 2003 12:40:38 pm PDT #3634 of 10000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Shawn, in Movies:

What if Neo had taken a less, uh, religiously evocative hacker handle?

"My...name...is...sp33dfr33k!"


erikaj - Jun 12, 2003 1:42:21 pm PDT #3635 of 10000
Always Anti-fascist!

Because Madrigal's Funny. In Natter: I'm still trying to figure out the odor issue. There are so many young'uns on the east side who rebel against good music and bathing, and get their blonde hair conrowed and their ears disked and who are continually wearing their Phish T-shirts, it almost makes me prefer the proselytizers who sit next to me on the bus. At least, they listen when God tells them to take a shower.


juliana - Jun 12, 2003 3:50:26 pm PDT #3636 of 10000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Deborah and thessaly in Natter:

I'll infiltrate them in a cloche
I'll sip Pernod, and throw la roche

I'll infiltrate them all! You'll see!
I do not like the bourgeois!

I do not like them down the hall.
I do not like them at the mall.
I do not like our culture's fall.
I do not like them much at all!

Obviously, Sam I Am, we have no choice but to abandon this pedestrian rhyme scheme and throw off the shackles of our opressors while living in small, drafty apartments and staging street theater.