Betsy, the first one of your '??'s was Ling Mao (well, specifically in this case - pretty much any of us said it one time or other or constantly), and the second was PMM.
And, again, from "Firefly", without the context:
Theodosia: I was onboard with Betsy for the Hyena Train.
Betsy Hanes Perry: This is the Hyena Laughter train, not the Hyena Sex train, right?
checks ticket nervously
Aimee:
No! Never! See, one of my "things" is I am a HUGE HUGE HUGE animal person.
Billytea:
Then rhino's definitely the way to go. You'll have to promise to clean up after it, though. Trust me on this - there's a reason "I'll clean up after your pet rhino" never makes it into the wedding vows. Some things are just too far above and beyond the call.
Shawn: I guess I have to pass the bar instead of repeatedly going inside, don't I?
FayJay,
brushing up her Chaucer in
Firefly:
iirc, The Knight's Tale involves two knights who both fall in love with the same girl. I seem to remember that they were imprisoned in a tower, or something, and they both saw her and fell in love with her. And one of them escaped and one of them didn't. And it all went a bit pear-shaped, or something. Huh. But maybe I'm mixing it up with one of the other tales. Hmm.
The Miller's Tale's Fair Alysoun, however, I remember quite vividly - the business of the love-struck geekboy kissing her nether lips 'full savourly' in the mistaken belief that it was her mouth, and then gradually thinking "Hmm... hang on, girls don't have beards....eeew! Eeeew! Nether kissage!" She got to have lots of great sex and not get punished for it at all, although Handy Nicholas, the student/lodger she was shagging, did get a red hot poker up the arse. But then he did fart in someone's face, which is jolly rude in the FayJay Book of Etiquette, so hot pokers were only to be expected. Um.
....from which we learn that in terms of memorability it's Cheap Pube Jokes 1, Tragic Tales of Courtly Love 0.
Hil R: I just saw a poster trying to recruit "outgoing young women" as football recruitment hostesses, AKA Bayou Belles. The whole "recruitment hostess" thing bugs me.
Jesse: You know, a friend of mine from high school did that informally when she was in college. I just thought she was slutty.
Rob, natter:
And I was surprised that Bauer killed the feebs' witness
Not only killed him, but apparently planned to cut off his head with a hacksaw.
Every time I do that at work I get scolded.
I think, Madrigal, but I'm not sure:
Once again, all roads lead back to Joss' anger at not getting laid in high school.
victor:
Really, this is the source of most contemporary art. Except we like to call it "post-Modernism".