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.
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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."
Topic!Cindy:
I can't believe people don't know MacArthur Park. I can't believe someone wrote it, and I can't believe more than one singer has recorded it either, but that's beside the point.
tommyrot:
Well, it's not so much the loss of the cake, but the fact that I'll never have that recipe again. That's the tragic part.
The joke was probably obvious, but I almost choked:
carriwitchet: But instead, could somebody please explain to me why the word fish is almost always included after the word tuna.
tommyrot: To avoid confusion with the tuna cow.
billytea: To distinguish it for the benefit of cultures whose diet includes the tuna weasel.
From the Angel thread (spoiler fonted for UnAms)
Sheryl: Oh, and please don't kill Wes.(Not that that's gonna make a difference to anyone)
billytea: No, really it does. I'm touched by your plea, and promise not to kill Wes.
connie neil: As if he has any power. I'm already planning Wes' eulogy. It's gonna be a goody. "See? Watcher. He did a paper." Or however that line went.
billytea: Hey, I have the power not to kill Wes. I can't speak for anyone else, but there's always leading by example.
Me: "See how I didn't kill Wes there? Now you try it."
Joss: "...Oops."
Polter-Cow in Angel:
It's all falling into place. Of course, that place is nowhere near this place.
Oh, I can't take credit for that. That was Jane Espenson.
connie neil in Bitches:
First comes hair dye, corsets and sex toys, then comes baby carriages?
Betsy HP in Bitches:
Kill the Perfect Mother now. There aren't any. The Perfect Mother screws up in ways too hideous to mention. She just does it when she's not front-stage in your mind. When you aren't thinking about her, she's out on the back patio drinking Everclear from the bottle and giving a blowjob to the delivery boy.
Sparky1: Caffeine = power. Feels wonderful, doesn't it?
Sue: Caffeine and sugar are friends. If not, they are enemies to be feared.