PMM: Pinch my cheeks and call me Nero, for I'll fiddle while Rome burns.
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.
erika as Hagrid in Bitches:
Did I kill the thread with exploding Midwesterners? Sorry about that.
amyparker: There's one downtown. I could take the train, get some coffee, wander Temple Square and see if they've reset the pagan detectors .
Bitches:
Hec: I'd never fuck citrus.
Burrell: I think I just encountered my new limit for TMI.
Billytea: I think my limit would be if he listed conditions under which he would.
in Bitches, Trudy's follow-up to the above:
I'm wondering about other categories of fruit myself. "Citrus" is very specific.
Trudy, in Bitches:
Sorry about that. Calli. Didn't mean to make you menstruate.
In Natter, a marvellous juxtaposition of two conversations:
Laura: Florida has rats. They love the citrus. Don't think we have plague.
erikaj: I guess they figure you can handle that yourself. Or have an EBay account.
Dude, total accident. And I fixed it too! No fair! But I won't really complain, being a COMM Companion.
ita:
Montreal has been colonized by a community of snotty and aggressive fluffy tailed rodents.
billytea:
Separatist Francophones? (I have a mental picture of them smoking Gauloises and complaining about American rodent culture.)
t illicit natter
So did anyone point out to Hec that Oranges are Not the Only Fruit? (And are you aware that 'lemon' is northern English slang for 'lesbian'?)
t /illicit natter
Or the book Lemon.