What? Y'all don't have little Plei voices in your heads?

I do, but they're usually talking about Parker Posey's boobies...

Convenient no-effort COMMing of DX, above!

Y'all don't have little Plei voices in your heads?

Does the fact that the phrase "tubby man love" has entered my mental vocabulary count? Especially given that I've had to quite delibarately stop myself using it aloud, more than once?

'Cos if it does, then you're not alone.

(Edit: big x-post. Me slow, DX funny.)

(The little Plei voice in my head is taking that Frank and making it George. What? Y'all don't have little Plei voices in your heads? That explains a lot.)

Well, with that particular description, any little Plei voice I might have in my head in the future is going to sound like The Abominabababable Snowman.

Oh no, because I've never heard the real thing, my little Plei voice is sort of breathy, but still very smooth and...

perhaps I've said too much?

In Firefly, MechaKrelboyne explains it all.

Oh, Star Trek. To me Trek has become like those guys who were your very best friends in Seventh Grade. You share a lot of ideas and humor, and are comfortable with each others company, but then you look around and realize that you're ducking calls because it's fifteen years later and they're still stuck on 'We can't interfere' for ideas, and 'The alien's drinking prune juice. HA! Didn't see that coming' for humor.

Now Star Wars is more like your friend from seventh grade who you hadn't seen in years, and you're all excited to see, and then are immensly let down because they're walking down the street in tearaway parachute pants telling everyone to talk to their hands ... TOTHE EXTREME! NOT! And so on, while Space 1999 looks on in utter disgust.

shrift, in Natter:

I love pirates. I was the goofball in the audience loving the gay swashbuckling, and occasionally blurting out things like, "Ooh! Did you see that chain shot splinter the mainmast?"

We at Chez Shrift are generally in favor of things that allow us to ponder grog and the etymology of marooning. When these things also involve Johnny Depp wearing eyeliner and wet Orlando Bloom, we at Chez Shrift will then declare such a thing both Right and Good.

Apropos of nothing, y'all scare the crap outta me.

t /natter

Emlah, in UnAmerican:

Squeeeeee!!! New Buffy after FIVE FREAKING WEEKS. That requires a large-scale Dance of Joy featuring all Australian Buffy fans, hippos in tutus, cute gymnast boys in glittery hotpants, a llama, the theme from a Summer Place (sung by Jasper from The Simpsons) and a feather boa.

Thanks to Matt the Bruins Fan in Spoilers (but not a spoiler)...

At the End of Days Starfury convention, [they showed] a video from Joss to the fans that featured a spoof Season 5 writer's whiteboard:

“Numfar = Sexy”
“Angel not brooding enough”
“Show not gay enough, more ballet!”
“Hand puppets”
“KILL WESLEY!”