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§ ita § - Sep 04, 2003 1:42:18 pm PDT #4346 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Bitches:

Hec: I mock a perpetual user of NasalCrom by pronouncing it with a heavy faux-Russian accent, because it sounds like something between a German order and a Iron-curtain era remedy: "You vill hav der NasssalKROM now, Herr Bond!"

erika: "I don't expect you to sniff, Mr. Bond. I expect you to DRY."


Am-Chau Yarkona - Sep 04, 2003 11:01:33 pm PDT #4347 of 10000
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty

In Firefly: Daniel C. Jensen:

I'd love for the movie to come out with it's own title, not just "Firefly, the movie."

Sort of a whole "hey, here's our movie, it has the characters from TV, but stands on it's own" type of thing.

DXMachina:

They could call it Serenity Now.

Kirsten:

Setting up for the sequel. Insanity Later.

(COMMer's comment: these may be funnier if, like me, you automatically read these titles in the firm BBC tones of the shipping forecast.)


amych - Sep 05, 2003 8:08:46 am PDT #4348 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Anne W. on TTT, book 2.

Sam, Frodo, and Gollum endlessly. slogging. through. Mordor. It was like a production of No Exit. With midgets.


Trudy Booth - Sep 05, 2003 6:37:56 pm PDT #4349 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

ita: Orlando says he wants to play Adam Ant. He's such a sweet talker.


Deena - Sep 05, 2003 7:17:43 pm PDT #4350 of 10000
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

BitchyFic, talking about Homicide, Tim Bayliss and over-indulging in DVD goodness:

erikaj:

We did that same thing...saved Thanksgiving last year. Cause let me tell you, nothing like being around your "nearest and dearest" to make "Die, you bastard, die!" have that extra resonance. (or maybe not. I've said too much.) I'd love to claim an astonishing talent(and maybe I can) but I respond to Tim's voice because it's like mine...I suspect he's a better girl, though.


Trudy Booth - Sep 05, 2003 7:56:27 pm PDT #4351 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

ita: If you run away from that guy, you're just giving him what he wants. A view of your ass. You should step on his penis instead.


Cindy - Sep 06, 2003 12:34:29 am PDT #4352 of 10000
Nobody

In Bitches, deb g.: I am eating a cup of stale instant noodle soup. it tastes like feet, sauteed in ass.


Frankenbuddha - Sep 06, 2003 6:20:27 am PDT #4353 of 10000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Which begs the question - does it taste a little like feet sauteed in ass, or a LOT like feet sauteed in ass?


Madrigal Costello - Sep 06, 2003 9:32:01 am PDT #4354 of 10000
It's a remora, dimwit.

Screw context.

BillyTea: Still not planning to cuddle it, you understand. But I wouldn't fear toxic death if I did.


deborah grabien - Sep 06, 2003 6:02:44 pm PDT #4355 of 10000
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

erika, on the fictional icing of Mister Jimmy Choo by one Tony Soprano:

"Why is our living room covered in shoes?"

"I thought you might want first pick...they're the last ones."

"What did you do?"

"That particular gentleman is not up to the challenge of creating footwear...that's it."

"Adriana's never going to speak to us again. I hope you're satisfied. And I won't be able to hold my head up in Montclair, either."