In Bitches, context be damned. Myself only for set up.
Cindy: [...] pregnancy frequently intensifies everything. When you are tired, you're exhausted. Hungry = starving. Queasy = vomiting. Laughing = fits. Anger = fury.
billytea:
This is absolutely the best argument I've heard against teenage pregnancy. Hormones on hormones.
Oh, wait. That's the argument against my sister ever getting pregnant. (May I just stop and note how very important it is to get the words in that sentence in the right order?)
Redefining on-topic, in Quotables.
Ken Buddha: Who's more quotable than Willy the bard?
Cindy:Joss the bastard?
PM Marcontell:Once you've accepted The Jesus, it takes a lot of work to get the dirt to stick. Trust me, I've been trying.
Steph L:
Why can't it be a nice tasteful A-line PVC dress?
sarameg in Natter, summing up a particular flavor of fannishness:
Well, new spousal characters means more people for use in death/betrayal plotlines to induce maximum trauma on the characters. Wheee!
Two from Bitches (I'd forgotten how much fun catching up in there could be. Damn, it's good to have found time).
sj:
I have no idea what I'm doing, but nearly everyone else in my life seems to think they know all of the answers.
Lyra Jane:
If it's any consolation, they're probably faking it.
erika:
Or craniorectal inversion is their natural state...
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Hec:
I always wanted a porn star to use Abraham Lincoln's line in an interview.
erika:
Oh, Hec, you mean the line. "It's better to be silent and be thought a fool than speak and remove all doubt," Yeah, I know about Lincoln than porn. It's the opposite of a mis-spent youth. Go Team Wild Thirties!
Phill
(also responding to Hec's line):
Frederick Douglas: Mr. President, the great available yet unavailed force for the Union is the negro soldier.
President Lincoln: Oh hush up, Doug. Why don't you slide up on that desk and we can listen to the sexier angels of our nature.
I'm still finding bleach flecks in my medulla oblongata from that puppy, Phill.
