askye in Bitchy Fic:
There's no schmoop in fear!
Nobody can tell Marmaduke what to do. That's my kind of dog.
Trick ,'First Date'
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.
Beverly - Jun 23, 2003 1:54:29 pm PDT #3743 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
§ ita § - Jun 23, 2003 2:21:06 pm PDT #3744 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
And the award for movie crit, short form, goes to Allyson in Natter:
I rented The Hours, and only lasted minutes.
Sean K - Jun 23, 2003 2:37:49 pm PDT #3745 of 10000
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Allyson, in Natter, just being Allyson:
Hey, did I tell you guys I almost tied my cat to a tree outside a shelter with a twenty dollar bill taped to her ass and a bag of kibble?
Trudy Booth - Jun 23, 2003 5:27:35 pm PDT #3746 of 10000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
ChiCat: Wacky gothmothers are necessary. As are kinky grandmothers and aunts who like renting children.
amych - Jun 23, 2003 6:02:17 pm PDT #3747 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Holli in Literary:
You know, the older I get, the more I find that "geek=pyromaniac" is something that holds true everywhere.
Kat - Jun 23, 2003 6:32:17 pm PDT #3748 of 10000
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
amych beat me to it! I was just coming to COMM Holli.
Leigh - Jun 23, 2003 8:14:40 pm PDT #3749 of 10000
Nobody
Ah heck, I'm COMMing the lot.
Katie M: It took me literally years before I figured out that English kids didn't just have a strange penchant for exploring dark places with flaming pieces of wood. Finding out that "torch" is English for "flashlight" was one of the great revelatory experiences of my childhood.
Amych: I dunno -- I found it kind of disappointing, but that may just be because I spent all those years fantasizing about being allowed to play with open flames myself.
Holli: You know, the older I get, the more I find that "geek=pyromaniac" is something that holds true everywhere.
deborah grabien - Jun 23, 2003 9:18:19 pm PDT #3750 of 10000
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Leigh, in Natter, on movies made in the 1960s:
Lord, I'm feeling young. Like a zygote. Only with typing skills.
Nilly - Jun 24, 2003 2:48:31 am PDT #3751 of 10000
Swouncing
In UnAmerican:
Emlah: If I was going to insult New Zealand I'd say: Ha ha!!! Tom Cruise likes you!!!
DXMachina - Jun 24, 2003 4:55:12 am PDT #3752 of 10000
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Aimee, in Bitches:
<tiptoes in>
....and The Bitches slept. And dreamed beautiful dreams, dreams of elves and boys in make-up and fic and slash and slashable fic and all that made them happy. For The Bitches are the bless-ed Buffistas. Where things can be shared and love given and support had and any kind of -ma sent your way so that only good things happen in life. And when there is sadness or money problems or spouses on the fritz or cramps, The Bitches are there. And when right wins over wrong, and justice has overpowered injustice, The Bitches are there. And when fashion sense goes awry, and someone wears something bad, The Bitches are there. And when evil landlords or bad jobs or shitty-exes rear their heads, The Bitches are there. And when Lush is slow on the shipment, or Amazon has lied about sending the new HP, The Bitches are there. The Bitches are everywhere. We're in your neighborhoods, in your schools, and in your livejournals. We embody all that is good and porny.
So sleep, Bitches. And dream of the good that will be done tomorrow. And the lives that are vibed, and the souls that are hugged, and the bastards we shall smite. Dream on, Bitches. Dream on.
<soft rain of glitter>
<tiptoes out>