Willow ,'Same Time, Same Place'
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Madrigal in Natter:
I tend to have such bad luck with haircuts that I don't specifically try for good ones, I just put it out to the universe I'm looking to lose some of it, and eventually someone comes along with a pair of scissors. And sometimes they cut my hair.
In Dude.
Allyson: What's Gollum's problem?
DX: He spent five hundred years with a ring that was sucking his soul. And it wasn't even a wedding band.
Further Allyson goodness from Dude:
Gollum is definitely doing the Sybil thing, right? Multiple personality disorder? Was he a hobbit once and now is an example of "this is a hobbit. this is a hobbit on rings. any questions?"
Explaining Middle-Earth to Allyson, in Dude:
Nutty:
Elves don't have last names, unless they feel like it. They are the Chers of Middle-earth.
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Tom Scola:
Gandalfe died, but much like a TV executive, he was rewarded for his failure by getting a promotion.
high plains drifter, discussing minor characters from The Silmarillion:
Likewise, we can't forget Fellatrixie, a lovely elvish maid of the forest who was popular with all the Noldor. She later became remarkably popular with both Dwarves and Men. She taught the fair Luthien much of her lore, which was a boon to Beren One-Hand. Legend has it that Feanor gave her more than a few of his first attempts at Silmarils, which she later wore on a custom made Dwarvish tongue-stud. She it was who lapdanced within the Halls of Mandos, giving many recent arrivals to those gloomy environs a renewed spark.
kat perez, in Natter, on TAR:
But Chip really needs to get a life. You're here. You're queer. We're over it.
Allyson, on Buffy, in Buffy:
so much potential, too many potentials.
Pleiades, no context.
I'm wondering where the dead chickens are that died to employ me.
Context schmontext...
erika in Bitches:
That meeting was like a debate between Bush and Wal-Mart...no good guys. And Tony Soprano's way of handling rats makes sense. Some of those people could only be improved by having their tongues ripped out. And if you're looking for diplomacy today, it might be the wrong day.
Hec, in Buffy, yet again contextless.
Actually I think I'm saying that my butt is my body's coda. Not it's finale. Yes, it's a fine coda to the torso, even though technically my feet may be considered the finale.