shrift, in Natter:
The world never accomodates me. I find this vexing. Perhaps I should give myself lead poisoning and attempt to shag a sibling who is lusting after some dude in a skirt named Max. That'd really show the world...
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shrift, in Natter:
The world never accomodates me. I find this vexing. Perhaps I should give myself lead poisoning and attempt to shag a sibling who is lusting after some dude in a skirt named Max. That'd really show the world...
She's on a roll:
shrift: Snow is like fog with dandruff. Inside a very, very large walk-in freezer.
Nilly: And we had another scorcher yesterday.
This is the difference between an Israeli autumn and a real one.
Natter:
Nutty: I have a shopping thing. It is like war, except you come away from it with nice clothes and still with money in your pocket, instead of with PTSD and a plastic leg.
shrift: I ran over a duck this morning.
Teppy: A *live* duck?
shrift: Not anymore.
Aimee: Who books plane tickets before having somewhere to stay?!
Cindy: Manipulative users.
Cashmere: and possibly demons.
Erin, in Literary:
The OED is like crack. One peek, and three days later, you're sprawled in the gutter, root words leaking out of your nose.
Curse you, wee Deb!
Of course, the rejoinder to Erin's assertion is ... WROD.
Teppy in Natter
I was proof that the Rhythm Method is not as effective as the Pope would have you think.
Matt the Bruins fan:
Without sex, Alyssa Milano would be sitting at home watching taped Who's the Boss episodes and wondering what ever happened to her career.