UnAmerican:
moonlit: You're back!! How's things?
Julie: Things are thingy. (In fact, so thingy that, like Suess, I've had to number them!)
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UnAmerican:
moonlit: You're back!! How's things?
Julie: Things are thingy. (In fact, so thingy that, like Suess, I've had to number them!)
Robin brightening a dismal day in Natter:
BF just took me out for a drive around Griiffith Park and we saw a guy flying along on a cool recumbent bike, natty Korean golfers, a movie shoot, a lady on a white Arabian horse, a young Latino couple leaning on their car and kissing, dogs playing frisbee with their owner, and lot of gorgeous greenery. Hooray city parks!
Betsy HP in Minearverse
Next term: Latin for Perverts.
(Courses I would SO sign up for.)
Jossverse:
Steph L.: Is there a character named L'Oreal? Who fights crime through her impeccably applied cosmetics?
sumi: And her beautifully colored hair?
Steph L.: She *always* defeats the bad guys, because...she's worth it.
A not awake yet msbelle, in Natter:
am walking dead. did not set alarm. was startled awake by contractor buzzing the door. am dead.
attempts at regaining sleep have failed. everyone must die. am running on orange juice infusion.
will be 81 today. am not prepared with summer clothes. again, death for everyone. universe fails to bend to my will.
Beware the Sleepy Pink Death
Steph L: Cicadas don't eat anything. Not people, not vegetation. Basically, they hang out and then die. In very very large numbers.
Sean K: Maybe they would last longer if they at least had a snack every now and then.
Jessica: DON'T ENCOURAGE THEM.
Miracleman: "Jeez, I mean...seventeen years. Wow. You look...well...honestly? You look a little peaked. You want a sandwich? Some chips? A field of corn?
"Just a little nosh to get some color back?"
Besty HP in Natter:
Steve McQueen treated his terminal cancer with coffee enemas. He died.
Jessica in F2F:
I shall be called Bob (short for Kate). You shall know me by my liking of carrots.
Katerina Bee:
I was once waiting at a bus stop and a homeless guy said to me, "My hobby is KILLIN'." Fortunately, he immediately lost interest in me and wandered off to berate a telephone pole or something.
Connie Neal, in the Angel thread:
"WB execs, ptui, we shall speak no more of them."