Erin, given "Innocence," "First Impressions," "Couplet," and most especially "Dead End" and "Carpe Noctem," I don't think the whitefonted sentence is especially indicative of this season. ;-)
Coffee On My Monitor
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Nilly explains it all in Natter
Rio: How you remember all this stuff I DO NOT KNOW.
Nilly: This is sort-of how it went: Rio! I haven't "seen" Rio in a long time! Hmm, when was the last time I've 'seen' her? (drink of water) Oh, I know! It was last week when I was all tired from the day of TAing a double lesson and seeing her was a nice up-point. Oh, and didn't she say then that it was 3 weeks more for the crutches? I think I figured out then that it would be until somtimes inside 2004, so it had to be 3 weeks (counts with fingers), couldn't be less. And since today was another lesson, which means that the former timing was a week ago, this leaves (counts with more fingers) two weeks, right? And a little longer before the yoga can return to normal, perhaps. What was I trying to think about? Yoga? Ah, Rio! Why? Oh, look, a shining screen, let's see what's written on it.
[Edit: So, what you want is not my brain, what you want is my fingers. And they're not tasty.]
OK, I just got sick laughing.
Miracleman in Bitches, in re Christmas elves hiding under his keyboard:
Are a;lrjket not. I'm fully aw;qwl;kennv082u aware that Christmas elves wouldn't venture this far south until qlwkejnvas GODS DAMN IT Christmas Eve.
Look, you short little fuckos, if you're going q;o4iwj=0432? to mess with my typing, at least pass on to your boss that I could really use a new deuterium injection system for my tokamak.
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scrappy, in Natter, 700 posts ago:
The only way a freezer would keep me from eating homemade fudge would be if it was padlocked, sunk to the bottom of the ocean, and guarded by sharks.
Gleebo in Firefly:
Tim could have a great show to counter Tru Calling. He could have someone killed in a bloody orgy of death, then after they are dead they turn to him and say "Try harder, not gruesome or ironic enough". Then the whole day starts over and he is left to find a much more terrible form of murdering the same person all over again.
Deena, in Bitches:
I have two cast iron frying pans and a cast iron griddle. If I had a prehensile tail, I could beat him from three different directions.
Betsy in Natter.
If you tucked Cool Mint Strips under your pasties, they would melt and your nipples would get all tingly. If you tucked in Tic Tacs, the candy shell would protect them.
"Melts in your mouth... not on your teats!"
Context be damned...
ita: Curses. That one didn't make me sneeze either.
Maybe I broke them by sticking them in my underwear?
Me: How do you stick something in a bra without sticking it in the cup? Isn't that what the cup is *for*?
ita: Mmm. When I stick bills in my bra, it's always under the strap. The oral care strips went under the band, in front, between the ladies. But they could also go in the cup, cleavage side, or in the bit of the cup facing downwards.
And I really should have gone into the washroom before testing.
Jess PMoon in RotK:
In the movies, the good guys (other than the Fellowship) are represented by a country run by a madman and a country run by a guy with a death wish and no tactical skills. Not much to root for, when you think about it.