but wait! don't forget about amyp!
Condoms mean never having to say "It's the couch or the wet spot, dude. You decide where you're sleeping."
Spike ,'Same Time, Same Place'
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but wait! don't forget about amyp!
Condoms mean never having to say "It's the couch or the wet spot, dude. You decide where you're sleeping."
Re: Bitches:
Oh, hell. Just start here:
I have to break this into two parts. Betsy, in Bitches:
ARRRGH! Just remembered my daughter reads COMM.
And Betsy, in the same post:
Then again, Saturday we were waiting after a crafts fair for my husband and the car.
Me: "Yes, I love hanging around in alleys with my daughter waiting for a guy to come pick us up."
Daughter: "Thanks, Mom, I'm traumatized for life."
Damn you, wee Juliana!
Hey, it was that or COMM the whole damn thread.
edit: Which I guess I did. But you know what I mean. Right?
Is it naptime yet?
Because you might not still be reading.
billytea:That's what I want to see on the Childreach commercials. "Your gift of $15 will allow a fully-grown woman in the Midwest to eat a donkey."
OK, technically from PF, but ...
Perkins: Should we stay away until we know what is going on?
Wolfram: If Buffistas subscribed to this theory we wouldn't exist. (And we'd never have gotten through last season's Buffy.)
In Bitches (where else?):
Betsy: No, the Enchanted Grotto is where the elf-lord inserts the Sturdy Oak.
billytea: I'm sorry, but no self-respecting elf-lord is going to leave himself so open to 'hung like an acorn' comments.
Madrigal (of course), in Bitches:
It's very reassuring to hear that there are heteros who are far from smitten with what one frat boy called, "nature's love juice." It's like finding out that one can be an adult without liking all vegetables. And this is leading to another thought - y'know how they throw blood on people who wear fur? what would one throw on a writer who published such horrible sex scenes?