Gimme some milk.

Jayne ,'Jaynestown'


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.


Betsy HP - Mar 20, 2005 1:59:26 pm PST #7452 of 10000
If I only had a brain...

Tom Scola: I have this recurring fantasy of kidnapping Steven Spielberg and forcing him to make a dogme-95-compliant film at gunpoint.

Jessica: Ooooh. Need a driver?


Matt the Bruins fan - Mar 20, 2005 5:19:20 pm PST #7453 of 10000
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

DXMachina in Boxed Set:

Buffy has Issues. Also, people who get involved with Buffy have horrible things happen to them. Angel got shoved into a hell dimension. Spike got incinerated. Riley wound up married to Mary Sue. Shudder.


erinaceous - Mar 21, 2005 8:06:42 am PST #7454 of 10000
A fellow makes himself conspicuous when he throws soft-boiled eggs at the electric fan.

Betsy H-P in Music with an eternal truth:

A fine rant self-justifies.


DXMachina - Mar 21, 2005 2:10:18 pm PST #7455 of 10000
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

In Natter:

Betsy: I could totally fight a stick. Grab it, break it over one knee, and it's paralyzed.

JohnSweden: Betsy. Nutty (in the cheetahskin gloves). Sturdy stick. Squash court.

Three persons/object enter, one person/object leaves.

WHO/WHAT SHALL IT BE?

Betsy: I roll over on my back, stick all four feet in the air, and begin panting loudly. Nutty comes over sniffs my belly, and wanders off to chase the stick.


Topic!Cindy - Mar 22, 2005 5:35:32 am PST #7456 of 10000
What is even happening?

Deena imagines Perkins reaction to visiting Deena and family:

Dear Diary;

Am here. Tried to sleep in but got sat on by a baby with saggy, soggy diapers. Cat sat on my head. It was too cold and then too hot. The house is a disaster, but I'm trying to be polite. I've told Deena that I only bathe at religious houses for Lent. I'm not stepping foot in that bathtub. Kara talks. A lot. We went to the zoo but it was cold and rainy. It's a teeny-assed zoo, anyway. Deena tried to feed me bacon. She says she forgot. Kara tried to feed me bacon off the floor. Aidan gave me a bite of his mashed banana...that he'd just mashed...by sitting on it. In that soggy diaper. Then he kicked me. I have to go. I'm hiding from Kara. She wants to play Barbie Is A Reaver again.


Almare - Mar 22, 2005 10:29:38 am PST #7457 of 10000
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "

connie_neil in Bitches 22:

I just want to state publically that I love my company. I just went in to the accountant with another pile of drug receipts and medical bills to submit to the reimbursement program, and all he said was, "Hey, you've almost hit the deductable for the year", instead of, "You again?" All right, a couple of weeks ago he did say, "You need your own drug dealer."


Nicole - Mar 22, 2005 3:21:49 pm PST #7458 of 10000
I'm getting the pig!

In Bitches:

Perkins: I'm at Deena's! So far, I've played Dinosaurs (I have a problem with pre-mature Rowring), read three books, and sung "bahbahbah" with Aidan.

Aimee: t hands Lee a Viagrasaurus


JenP - Mar 22, 2005 4:43:45 pm PST #7459 of 10000

In Natter:

aurelia: It's a "Jamacian Style Roots Drink," which is "used as a tonic to cleanse the body of fat and purify the blood." Ingredients include "strong back, man back, blood wisp, nerve wisp, and all man strength."

Erin: It sounds like what you mop off from the floor when the Reavers are done.


aurelia - Mar 23, 2005 6:22:39 am PST #7460 of 10000
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Reasons not to mess with connie neil:

If I put on my happy face and smile big and keep my chin high, then my eyes get all squinty, and that interferes with proper sightlines along the barrel.

In actuality, I prefer swords. They don't run out of ammo, plus they're good exercise.


Ginger - Mar 23, 2005 9:00:24 am PST #7461 of 10000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Allyson as president of Fox TV:

Reality teevee goes away, except for my idea of combining Fear Factor with the Swan, so that desperately broken women with no self-esteem will have to eat maggots to get their implants.