Beverly: When the elder kid was teething, the pediatrician recommended a half-teaspoon of wine in 6 oz. of liquid in his bedtime bottle. It did make him fall asleep a little easier. The younger? A social drunk. It didn't sedate him, it wound him up, and he wanted company.
I know I'm a bad poet, but I'm a good man. All I ask is that... is that you try to see me—
William ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Trudy Booth - Aug 18, 2004 11:12:40 am PDT #6559 of 10000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Theodosia - Aug 19, 2004 6:56:47 am PDT #6560 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Raquel:
I've hit an all-time low in breakfast nutrition, and am having an ice cream float.
billytea - Aug 19, 2004 9:18:50 am PDT #6561 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.
In F2F:
Lee: Anyone want some Nilly reportage?
Trudy: Nilly who?
Lee: Nilly Vanilli
Trudy: I'm in LOVE with you girl
(girl girl girl girl)
bah be bah bah BAH
billytea - Aug 20, 2004 4:38:52 am PDT #6562 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.
msbelle in Natter, because I can never get enough gymnast humour:
Khorkina, the angriest gymnast in the world, is an emu impersonator.
Fred Pete - Aug 20, 2004 5:13:51 am PDT #6563 of 10000
Ann, that's a ferret.
In Natter, billytea gives a name to a lurker.
"It's an awesome feeling. Everyone's just been so excited for me. Oh, and Mary Lou Retton has been lurking and supporting me in email."
Topic!Cindy - Aug 20, 2004 9:00:30 am PDT #6564 of 10000
What is even happening?
Hec speaks for all of us:
Happy birthday to Fay!
You're Hott and Sex-ay!
Both men and women desire you!
Who cares if this thing doesn't fucking rhyme!
Katie M - Aug 20, 2004 9:01:13 am PDT #6565 of 10000
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies
NovaChild in the Quotable Angel:
I totally win it for Jesus. Cindy is going to kill me.
Topic!Cindy - Aug 21, 2004 9:58:00 am PDT #6566 of 10000
What is even happening?
Matt the Bruins fan:
Dear MTV executives,
Thank you for airing the new Andy Dick television show almost constantly on your network. Doing so prompts me on a regular basis to seek quality entertainment on your competitors' networks, or abandon TV watching altogether in favor of more worthwhile pursuits.
Keep up the good work,
Matt
Kate P. - Aug 21, 2004 3:52:47 pm PDT #6567 of 10000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Gus in Firefly:
if Jones the cat was a browncoat
Take my claws, take my glands
Dope me till I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm furry
You can't take the couch from me
Take my fur, dye it black
Tell them that my luck is bad
Give me fish and spoil me
You can't take the couch from me
There's no place I can't be
Change my litter constantly
But you can't take the couch from me...
Lilty Cash - Aug 21, 2004 5:58:02 pm PDT #6568 of 10000
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Better late than never.
Topic!Cindy, in Buffy:
I probably shouldn't judge the Spuffies' splinterlike woobification of Spike, while I'm still trying to remove the plank of Buffy woobification from mine own eye.
(But Buffy makes this boo boo face, and I want to feed her warm, chocolate pudding, pat her on the head, and tell her to think of it tomorrow at Tara.)
(Of course that'll bring up unpleasant associations of its own.)
(Like it wasn't bad enough Willow freeloaded off of Buffy, while Buffy was wearing a frigging chicken on her hat to keep the repo man at bay.)
(Who do we think had to scrub to remove all that dead lesbian cliche from the carpet? Willow? I think not. She was too busy getting close to the earth with Giles. Which is ridiculous, 'cause Wicca good and love the earth, and womyn power and I'll be over here...)
(There's not Willow/Giles fic, is there? Oh, man that was a stupid question, for heaven's sake, I've had people—and let me stress this was completely against my will—prove to me that there's Transformers' slash, of course there's Willow/Giles fic.)
(Bleach. Need bleeeeaaaaaaaaach. Where's the bleach? Frigging Spike probably used it all up on his hair. How'm I ever going to clean my brain, now?)
(I'm done.)