Noise Design in the F2F thread:
Does Scarred Baptist taste anything like blackened catfish?
Angel: Is that what you think you are--a hero? Spike: Saved the world didn't I? Angel: Once. Talk to me after you've done it a couple more times.
'Destiny'
Coffee On My Monitor
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.
Astarte - May 26, 2004 10:58:37 am PDT #6191 of 10000
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
Polter-Cow - May 26, 2004 1:31:24 pm PDT #6192 of 10000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
In Minearverse, a newbie proves to be a true Buffista:
The Partyman: Ooh. Might have to try and get to see that!
PaperDragon: You should replace 'might' with 'I', 'have' with 'am', 'to' with 'definitely', 'try' with 'going'. Switch the 'to' with the 'and', finally deleting the 'get'.
Kate P. - May 26, 2004 2:26:17 pm PDT #6193 of 10000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Polter-Cow in Bureaucracy:
If nothing we post matters, then all that matters is what we post.
Kate P. - May 26, 2004 3:53:56 pm PDT #6194 of 10000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
ita in Movies:
What gets RIGHT up my nose about Terminal is that it looks like Hanks is doing Forrest Gump again, except foreign instead of developmentally delayed.
He's going to put the Negroes out of work if he keeps being this magical!
Matt the Bruins fan - May 26, 2004 10:37:15 pm PDT #6195 of 10000
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
NoiseDesign in f2f:
I am so deeply and utterly in F2F withdrawl now. It's like getting the porn version of the bends.
Kate P:
The bendovers?
Polter-Cow - May 27, 2004 3:19:42 am PDT #6196 of 10000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
In Angel, spoilery for absolutely nothing, except Allyson's Green Lantern hate:
Strega: I fear the guac.
Allyson: The guac is green, so it can apparently be foiled with yellow.
billytea - May 27, 2004 4:48:39 am PDT #6197 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
The Angel thread was cracking me up last night. First, a shout-out from TWoP:
Strega: Angel is lurking in a coffee shop, no doubt supporting Allyson in email.
Then, more on Allyson's Green Lantern feelings:
PMM
Even the worst of the K*tten stuff seems sane and tame compared to the Green Lantern Wars.)
Allyson
Doesn't that lametard fight crime with yellow?
WTF?
"Behold! This is my banana of DOOM!"
"Back off, Osama! I'm driving a SCHOOL BUS!"
Polter-Cow
No, yellow is his weakness, which is even lamer.
"Aaaach, Big Bird, get away from me!"
"I ordered pink lemonade, dammit! Are you trying to kill me?"
Allyson
dies
So, this is the only superhero who can be killed by a golden shower? We all pee and he's DONE FOR.
I hate the Green Lantern. Doesn't a small boy ride on his back for no apparent reason?
Steph L. - May 27, 2004 5:15:27 am PDT #6198 of 10000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
And more dissing of the Green Lantern....
Allyson: Fucking Green Lantern. His enemies piss in the snow while he's bound in Crime Scene Tape and the guy is toast. Why is this a superhero?
Jessica - May 27, 2004 5:25:24 am PDT #6199 of 10000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
I was just coming in here to post that one.
Hil R. - May 27, 2004 5:52:56 am PDT #6200 of 10000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Beverly: The hired bartender was reported to have spent what time he wasn't pouring drinks or gawping in amazement on his cell phone, reporting the experience in all its surreality. He seemed impressed by all the boobage on display, as well as the peacock resplendence of the men. But apparently his HSQ level rose several notches when Jon B. reappeared in his silver suit and began to play the theremin.
Jessica: I'm fully expecting next year's bestselling quasi-fictional book to be Boobs, Pleather, Candy! A Day in the Life of a Hotel Bartender.