Cindy:

(Still - I think some guy named Bill has a picture of Joss and 3 goats in a compromising position and makes them shout out to him, every so often.)

Pinwiz, in Natter:

I went to being called Matthew because I found a lot of conversations/filrting over thumpa*thumpa music went like this:

"What's your name?"

"Matt."

"Pat?"

"Matthew!"

"Oh. Let us kiss with tongue!"

Angus in Natter

"How do I find out if my friend is a gay porn star?"...It's a very 21st century quandary, isn't it.

Fayjay over in Clex:

Now I'm pining like a pining thing made out of pine and covered in pineapples.

Burrell: I still sing the Mna Mna song.

DavidS: Which, I'm sure you know, was written originally for a Swedish porn movie.

Burrell: I didn't know, but I approve. Although I do not approve of humming that song during sex. Wrong rhythm.

billytea: Damn. Apparently I've been doing it wrong.

Steph L. in Angel 1, first referencing a Madrigal quote...

There are lots of rumors about what happens to the retired muppets. Some say they're taken home by the puppeteers, or recycled to make new ones.

They're recycled to make outfits for the cast of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Cindy - there are tons of smaller F2F's, and not all of them are in NY or LA. Odds are there are some Buffistas relatively nearby for mini-F2F's. Though the benefit of not doing many of them is that one never has to face the disappointment of so many that one isn't a leather-clad Latina with "Munch a rug for Jesus" tattooed on the back of her head.

Madrigal Costello in Firefly

ita in Natter:

Threesome -- one to punch, one to hold pad, one to push puncher around.

Too much fun.

Brain porn from Angel (not spoilery):

Sue -

Hec, is there anything you don't know? You are a trivia god!

DavidS -

t flexes trivial portion of brain for Sue's admiring...

Ow! Brain cramp! Brain cramp!

joe boucher -

Is that your frontal lobe or are you just happy to see us?

DavidS -

It's just a'bulgent.

Steph L. -

I'd say "Quick! Somebody massage Hec's brain!" but...ewwwwwwww....braiiiiiiiiiinssssss....

DavidS -

"Lower....lower....ahhhh, oblongata!"

amych -

... and once again, Hec proves that he can find the porn in anything.

Steph L. -

I don't know -- I think Hec brags about the size of his oblongata just to compensate...

joe boucher -

An elongating oblongata.

DavidS -

As it happens my brain fluid was a little chilly this morning, that's all.

Steph L. -

You guys, you're all alike. Chilly brain fluid, indeed.

It's not the *size* of your oblongata, it's what you *do* with it...

DavidS -

Yeah, that's why you say in front of guys. But soon as women get together they're all whispery with the "Check out Boucher's lobes! Tight!" or "I was watching Jon think and wow, what a cerebellum."

p.m. marcontell -

Please. We wolf-whistle when he thinks. No whispering about it.

joe boucher -

Sure, but where does it get me? Maybe I need to get a haircut & wear glasses so they can see the throbbing temples. Show 'em no mercy.

DavidS -

We wolf-whistle when he thinks.

Is that what that is? Every time he furrowed his brow I thought he was venting brain gas.

joe boucher -

I thought it was the theremin.

sarameg:

Still allowed to play?

Allyson:

If you stuck around after the fisting commentary, i figure you're a Buffista.

(In Firefly 1.)