Yeah, but you're an amateur fry cook and I come from a long line of fry cooks that don't live past 25.

Buffy ,'Showtime'


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victor infante - Jan 10, 2005 8:09:54 am PST #7158 of 10000
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

Also in FF:

Narrator: ARRRGH!! Call out the Marines!! They're using the Weapons of Math Destruction!!!


Topic!Cindy - Jan 11, 2005 3:13:04 am PST #7159 of 10000
What is even happening?

Betsy: Finally, a question I can answer.

DO YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES FOR SUCCESS IN THE MINIATURE CATTLE BUSINESS?
Hec: Betsy can totally do this. First, she borrows a cowboy hat from Jesse. Second, she brings billytea in to set up a breeding program. She's got teams of actuaries on hand to project earnings. And look how happy she is to handle a functional cattle prod.


deborah grabien - Jan 11, 2005 7:12:20 am PST #7160 of 10000
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

beth b in Bitches:

both my cat and my DH think I should go to bed. the fact that I want to say "you're not the boss of me" makes me think that they might be right.


Atropa - Jan 11, 2005 10:27:57 am PST #7161 of 10000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

In Bitches, beathen in response to Ginger saying "Sugar is my art":

Sugar is your art. You make cookies and cakes with your hands, day after day. That final chocolate chip. That look of perfection. Part of you is desperate to know: What's it taste like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the nuts you didn't throw in or the vanilla you didn't include. Every Buffista... has a sugar wish.


Astarte - Jan 11, 2005 11:20:52 am PST #7162 of 10000
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.

Matt the Bruins Fan in F2F:

My favorite is still another cousin's wedding where my foul-tempered cousin Rachel was the flower girl. She came down the aisle grimmacing, stopping every few feet to hurl a handful of flowers down onto the ground in angry fashion. There may have been stomping and grinding as well.


Nilly - Jan 11, 2005 11:24:05 am PST #7163 of 10000
Swouncing

Natter:

ita: Okay. You can pay me in Godiva.
Wolfram: Nekkid woman on horse, sent.


Jon B. - Jan 11, 2005 11:39:45 am PST #7164 of 10000
A turkey in every toilet -- only in America!

More F2F wedding talk:

ita: I was one of eight bridesmaids in the last wedding I stood up in. 8 Groomsmen, natch, a flower girl and a ringbearer (okay, word now tainted).
amych: Actually, I would like to see this at a wedding. Especially if he brings along his short bald friend with the funny syntax.
beathen: How about the pointy ear pieces? An elvish wedding.
Jilli VoiceOfReason: shudders
You're bringing back memories of the wedding I attended where the ceremony had been written in Elvish. Please don't do that.
tommyrot: For the benefit of those guests who could not understand Elvish, was it translated into Klingon?


Drawde - Jan 11, 2005 4:54:02 pm PST #7165 of 10000
Wait! These aren't MY pants!

ita in Angel....context is for the weak:

No place for semen!


Kate P. - Jan 11, 2005 6:48:21 pm PST #7166 of 10000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love

Tom Scola, who deserves to be happy:

Tom Scola : Analogies :: Fish : Bicycle


Beverly - Jan 11, 2005 11:12:49 pm PST #7167 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Erin in Natter:

That laundry has been around, some of it, for about a year. It was starting to look like a creature from the Cthlulu universe.

It hissed when I poked it with a stick. So I stuck it in some hot water with detergent and this old grimoire I found at the Salvation Army store.

It doesn't hiss anymore, but some of the pants developed a mysterious third leg..