In Bitches...

Steph L: My vulva is NOT A MUSHROOM.

Topic!Cindy: Yeah. Where's Georgia O'Keefe when we need her?

tommyrot: badger badger badger

In the Firefly thread, after she saw an advanced pre-screening of the Firefly movie:

Tamara:

There were a few (very few) Firefly virgins in the audience and they loved it just as much as the rest of us.

One immediately went home and ordered the DVDs and has started to post on the OB and the Serenity board.

Everyone was exhausted after the movie. Exhaustion and exploding brains seemed to be the norm.

Frankenbuddha -

Hm. Exploding brains might keep the return business down, although it could draw the zombie demographic in droves.

How often does BaBB leaving you laughing out loud?

Polter-Cow: I just sucked all of Bitches 19

connie neil: Oh, the phrases that are immoralized in the Internet forever.

Polter-Cow: Oh, the typos that are immortalized in the Internet forever.

My love for this edit of Windsparrow's in Bitches has nothing to do with the fact I grew up in AZ, and know precisely of the custom of which she speaks.

ETA: Of course that may be somewhat related to my reaction to the Arizona custom of placing Christmas lights around tall palm trees - which is to be considerably creeped out by the numerous giant lighted phallic symbols. People who grew up here think it is perfectly normal and they point and laugh at me. This year's popular variation on the theme includes having a different color of light at the very top. The fact that the giant lighted phallic symbols now have distinct heads is not helping.

I have to share, llamas in Bitches:

Burrell: I once saw two llamas mating. Then the one on the bottom lost her balance and fell, and they both went tumbling.

Steph: Well, now, I think that's happened to everyone at one time or another....

DavidS: Maybe the last time you mated with Llama...

In Goodbye and Good Riddance 2004...

connie neil: No one comes to Utah. Not that I blame them.

Hec: Connie, you forgot to close your Eeyore tag.

connie neil: No, no, that's all right. Just close it for me. I understand.

In Natter

shrift:

Nothing says Christmas like a sacrificed goat nailed to the boss's desk with the spilled innards spelling "Yule" in a lumpy cursive script.

Fluffy bunny dadaism in Minearverse:

JoeCrow: But you are admitting to occasional lagomorphic behaviour, though?

ita: No, not at all. I wear pink more often than I am a rabbit. That's all.

I can't BELIEVE I'm the first one with this.

KristinT: 1. I can make my own gift baskets with doodads and pretties! It's fun!
2. Shrink wrap can be almost as addictive as bubble wrap, especially since it requires tools to use.
3. Shrink wrap by the roll, however, is not quite wide enough to gather at the top.
4. It really bugs me when I can't gather shrink wrap at the top.
5. Shrink wrap specifically made for baskets is great and really fits!
6. ...however, it also tends to tear open at the seams.
7. Trying to "patch" a shrink wrap gap with another piece of shrink wrap seems like a brilliant idea, but isn't.
8. No matter how long you hover a hairdryer over those two seperate edges, the shrink wrap will not melt together; instead, it will shrink like a penis in a pool, leaving two jagged plastic edges that flap away from the side of the basket, tauntingly.
9. One cannot melt the shrink wrap onto the basket, either.
10. Screaming, "SHRINK TOGETHER, YOU BASTARD!" does not, in fact, help.
11. Michael's Crafts is open until 10PM during the holiday season.
12. It may be best for perfectionists to stay away from shrink wrap unless they've taken their meds.

And to all a good night.

[Edited to match edits KristinT made in-thread]

Damn, Betsy beat me to it.