Dawn ,'The Killer In Me'
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
Natter:
amych: for the sake of the more forgetful and last-minute-ish among us, have we ever determined the speed of -ma? Is it on the order of the speed of sound? Or of light? Or of UPS standard ground service? Do we need to allow extra shipping time at high-demand times, like packages at the holidays? And is it really, really obvious that I'm not getting work done?
Emily in Boxed Set, because it's true:
Man, I should just stay home and watch Sci Fi all day. Pretty soon I'll know every actor in every genre show ever!
Over in the Minearverse (nonspoilery):
Emily: Are we the most fatalistic demographic ever, or what?
(After the Left Behind fandom, I guess.)
In "Firefly", as a response to this:
Trudy: Can I just marry him now and reveal my multitude of assets to him as the years roll by?
In Minearverse (I did just nearly spit on my laptop screen at it, so it counts):
Michelvis: ...Buffistas everywhere (but especially in larger markets) could call up random people in their areas and tell them about WF in that polite, unobtrusive, but heartfelt Buffista way.
Allyson: I think most Buffistas are too shy to call for a pizza.
In Minearverse:
Typo Boy offers up a suggestion for pimping Wonderfalls:
we could stop screening calls, and when the caller is a telemarketer offer a trade: I'll listen to your pitch if you listen to mine.
DXMachina:
Hi, may I speak to Mrs. Mecheena?
First of all, there isn't any @@##&**%#&& Mrs. Machina, you addle-brained, %#$%@@$$%# nincompoop, but thank you so much for reminding me of my loveless #&$@@$%# existence. Second, don't you realize that people are trying to have #$%&#& dinner at this hour, you moronic *#$*&2*&#*&*&&*$*&%#er?
Oh, but as long as I have you on the phone, let me ask you. How do you usually spend your Friday evenings?
Aimee in Movies (screw the context):
Twins as in boobies or twins as in kids?
Natter:
Sparky: I rather like being a grown up -- fewer people with the power to force me to share my toys.
amych: Fictional teen-drama pizza doesn't count. They always have good pizza in those places.
Matt the Bruins fan in Firefly on what to do with very nasty people:
See, I'm afraid if I started kicking people into the engine, it would be like eating potato chips.