Mal ,'Heart Of Gold'
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.
Calli, in Boxed Set:
I'm inclined to differentiate between "pretty" and "hot", too, but I get all sets and subsets about it. There's hot (Johnny Depp today). You can have hot and pretty (Orlando Bloom). You can have hot and not pretty (Peter Wingfield). You can also have pretty and not hot (young Brad Pitt -- yes, I know opinions vary, but he never tripped my trigger). And, of course, you can have not pretty and not hot (Mojo-Jojo).
Alibelle in Minearverse:
Thank you, Tim, for helping to create something so cool. You did such a good job with that show, that I can't wait to see more of the characters that you helped develop, and how they will die. Sincerely, etc.
manzo, looking at the brighter side in Firefly:
Still, at least I don't have a sweet-filled ruminant that needs storing, so things could be worse.
And on the same theme, Shrift in Natter:
Could be worse. There could be possums behind the refrigerator.
In Bitches
Cashmere: Aimee, housecleaning didn't put you into labor? Shoot. It worked for me.
Aimee: Well, to be fair, I wasn't all kamikaze about it. I'd clean a room, sit for an hour, have a Nutty Bar, 10 minute cat nap. Clean another room, sit for half hour, have a Nutty Bar, daydream about a really good beer and cigarette, take a 20 minute nap. Swiffer the dining room, gaze at the Bud Light in the fridge and wish it were a really good beer, inhale my raincoat with the smoke smell still on it, take a half hour nap, eat a Nutty Bar.
By the end of the day, I only cleaned 3 rooms, ate 9 Nutty Bars, and thought about beer and cigarettes more times than I'd like to admit. I wasn't sure if I was pregnant or in my first week of college.
in Natter:
P-C: Oh! And I didn't even catch the Buffy connection in tonight's VM. The actor who played Abel Koontz was Balthazar.
dcp: Oh. I didn't recognize him. I think he's lost weight.
In Bitches:
KristinT : I'm seriously suffering from Yankee Overachiever Girl Syndrome here (which I shall hereafter refer to as YOGS). YOGS is the bane of my existence sometimes.
Polter-Cow : YOGS is the new yogilates.
Nilly gets philosophical:
I'm never tired of looking at the patterns that whitefont makes in a post. It's like patterns of clouds, only with words, and wind doesn't change them. And there are shapes that you can see in them, I guess, from a distance, but there's also the extra layer of the visible words.
Inside every cloud there's a spoiler lining?
The David & Emmett Show
Emmett: "So you're on the radio today?"
Me: "Yep."
Emmett: "Are you going to be famous?"
Me: "No, but it's cool to think that somewhere out there one of my old friends who I've lost track of will tune in and be surprised."
Emmett: "So you're not going to be famous or rich?"
Me: "Not so much. Wish me luck."
Emmett: "Luck. Don't make a fool of yourself."
Sue, in Firefly:
They say that somebody's "ankled" when they've walked out of or away from something.
In my head, it gets conflated with "ankle-biters," so I always get these mental images of people trying to flee with tiny entertainment executives holding on to their legs and chomping down with all their might.
edited because while the conversation was about a post that also quoted Adam Baldwin, he didn't actually say or write anything in this post, that I know of.