Aimee serves, smonster volleys -- from Bitches:
Aimee: I *know* I left my motivation somewhere.....
smonster: It's not inside the sofa in HELL, is it?
Aimee: Dammit. That's where it is! Along with $2 in change and my missing prom pictures.
smonster: Yep. Me, I woke up one morning to find a note on the pillow:
Dear Smonster:
I'm sorry to do this to you, but I have to leave. I feel like you don't appreciate me, and you're always taking Inertia's side over mine. Maybe when I'm gone, you'll realize how much you need me. I'm going to fulfill my own dreams, since you can't even figure out what yours are.
I'm not coming back. You'll have to come find me.
Signed, Your motivation
The bitch of it is, she took my planner and all my hanging file folders.
And juliana beat me to the punchline. But mine has context!
Yeah, I miss her. Got a postcard from Africa last Thursday that just said "Doing. You?"
amych:
Mechanical bulls just aren't enough. I need to find a sushi place where I can ride a giant mechanical tuna.
Fay, in Bitches, on Hec's new job:
Which reminds me - am I correct in understanding that Hec is now going to be working for an evil law firm? That's kind of disturbing. Sexy, but disturbing. Check your contract very carefully for mentions of hellfire and hand-loss, dollface.
Sheryl, in Natter, completely context-free:
I don't care how normal a response she says this is, one's asscheeks should not move independantly if the rest of you is lying flat!