Man, you just get darker and darker, and the weird thing is, your aura? Beige.

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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.


Frankenbuddha - Jun 13, 2003 9:29:04 am PDT #3649 of 10000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Megan really should have included her set up, as I just took what she posted and ran with it:

I agree with Sue's assessment of Charisma's acting, however, compared to Elizabeth Rohm, she's Laurence Olivier.


Susan W. - Jun 13, 2003 9:37:17 am PDT #3650 of 10000
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

billytea, in Bitches, as part of a discussion that sprang from an NPR story on a group of conservative Christian cattle breeders trying to genetically engineer a pure red heifer without spot or blemish, which is necessary to bring on their version of the Apocalypse:

And anyway, the Bible says the day comes as a thief in a night, not as a lab tech in a white coat shaking a test tube of bull's semen.


§ ita § - Jun 13, 2003 9:39:28 am PDT #3651 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Allyson in Natter:

You know, I don't want to be a friggin administator. Every scientist here asks me why I don't get my degree so I can be an administrator.

First of all, "I have a BA," I say.

"Well, why wouldnt you just go get a business degree, then? They say.

I say, "Why don't you go get a degree in nursing?"

They look puzzled.

"See, you dont get a degree in nursing because you dont WANT to be a nurse. Just like I dont get a degree in Business Administration because I don't WANT to be an administrator." I explain.

"But it's more money." they reason.

"OK, but see, when I die and go to hell, i won't burn, i will be forced to balance spreadsheets all day. That would be hell. And so. If I had to go balance a spreadsheet, the next sound you would hear would be the bullet going through my skull."

"But wouldn't you get more money as an administrator?" they say.

"I would get more money as a whore, because I have all of my teeth." Okay, I actually don't say that.


amych - Jun 13, 2003 9:52:42 am PDT #3652 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Nora Deirdre, in response.

What do I know from back alley, cash only fellatio?

And she seemed like such a nice girl.


billytea - Jun 13, 2003 9:54:34 am PDT #3653 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Hee. I notice that you've expunged her insistence that the answer is 'nothing'.


amych - Jun 13, 2003 9:56:04 am PDT #3654 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Quotable is quotable. Qualifications be damned.


Sue - Jun 13, 2003 10:02:41 am PDT #3655 of 10000
hip deep in pie

TomW puts the button on Nora's quote:

Hmm, only time I post all day and my girlfriend's right there talkin' about whorin'! It's enough to drive a man to hard liquor and word puzzles.


billytea - Jun 13, 2003 10:08:33 am PDT #3656 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Calli, in Bitches:

I've only been proposed to once, when I was helping a friend who'd gotten way too drunk. We were in college. He'd heard about doing tequila shots (lick salt, bite lime, slam tequila) but we only had vodka and lemons. So he did vodka shots. Then he started just eating the lemon wedges, peel and all, before slamming the shots. A goodly sized bottle of vodka (and about three lemons) later, he was heaving slightly used lemon wedges and other stuff into the toilet.

Since he was normally not this stupid (or at least, usually stupid in far more interesting ways than this) I stuck around to keep him pointed in the general direction of the toilet bowl, to give him some water to rinse out his mouth, and to keep him from what turned into a serious quest to drink the shampoo. In between heaving and rinsing he'd yell "I love you, Calli! Marry me, Calli!" Then he'd pound his fists on the toilet and go back to throwing up.

The neighbors called in a domestic violence report to the police.


Beverly - Jun 13, 2003 10:53:33 am PDT #3657 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

amych, in Bitches:

I still occasionally get calls for the bookstore, oh, some five years later.

Actually, the best part is that I get to toy with them when I'm feeling nasty and bitter. They call asking if I have a particular book. I tell them. And then I refuse to put it on hold for them.


DXMachina - Jun 13, 2003 11:07:21 am PDT #3658 of 10000
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

Natter:

Ellen: Anybody else want to try out for TAR next year?

Anne: MEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

A Buffista team would be wonderful. The "we've been internet buddies for umpteen years who first met in RL when we showed up for the race" angle might appeal to the CBS PTB.

TomW: Couldn't you just pretend to be "gay virgin clowns"

Ellen: I think this is pretty much understood from the "know each other only from the internet" part.