Teppy in B'crazy: (context? but why?)

"Oh, I've been through the desert on a freak with no name...."

Ah, I can say I knew her when she was loudly claiming to be the vanilla-est.

In Natter:

Nilly: OK, in what ways does a trash talkin' penguin's wave different than a regular penguin wave?

tommyrot: The wave is the same, except its expression is, "OK, normally I'm too cool to wave, but for Nilly I'll make an exception."

Plus the penguin is wearing sunglasses.

In Natter, on TS Eliot porn:

Trudy Booth: The Love Dong of J. Alfred Prufrock

bwahahahaha

In Natter:

ita:
There's a dirty sippy cup in the kitchen at work.

This distresses me more than I was expecting.

tommyrot: Stupid babies never do their dishes.

sarameg: Coworkers are slobs? Dirty sippy cups beat up your sister when you were wee? You fear someone is hiding a toddler in their cubicle?

ita: Two out of three. The remaining one would make me giggle.

tommyrot: You fear the ceiling is infested with toddlers, and that one could come crashing through the ceiling tiles at any moment?

ita: Great. I'm not getting any more work done today.

sarameg: No, they are living in the file cabinets, waiting for an unsuspecting ita to pass by, at which point they will LEAP from their hideaways, drooling, and start gumming her knees.

Sean K:

You fear the ceiling is infested with toddlers, and that one could come crashing through the ceiling tiles at any moment?

"THREE meters!"

"That's impossible, that's inside the room!"

tommyrot: Game over, man!

connie neil: And faintly, you can hear them giggling.

KristinT: Oh my. I just laughed myself silly over the image of toddlers falling through ceiling tiles onto ita's desk.

ita: That's it. I need to go home. This place is looking more and more dangerous by the second.

In Buffy and Angel:

Betsy HP: Bai Ling is going to bare all in Playboy.

P.M. Marcontell: And this differs from her usual level of dressed how?

ita: The airbrushing.

The way cool Billytea:

I like vampire bats. They're probably the most social of all bats. Living as they do on blood, their food supply is more variable than most bats (insects are a lot easier to come by). Pretty much every night, there'll be some bats returning to the cave with an empty tummy. When this happens, the other bats will regurgitate some blood for the unlucky ones, who will live to see another sunset, sustained by the Puke of the Damned.

DebetEsse: Hey, I want to be able to control the tv with my brain.

amych: Yeah. Sounds so much cooler than when it goes the other way.

erika: All I know is that Lilah made my Kinsey move.

Aimée: Move? Lilah made my Kinsey stand up and say "Fuck this".

Trudy Booth:

When I was in college we had a particularly ugly piece of campus sculpture called Solar Wind.

We also had an art department that would cover the campus in senior projects every spring.

A friend of mine (actually, remember that comic with the penguins the other day? that guy) foolishly left his damp laundry in the laundry room. Dude, we were being helpful when we hung it on the volleball nets in the quad to dry... it could have mildewed.

The fact that the next day was Easter and everyone on campus and their parents would be wandering around all dudded up on their way too and from brunch at the commons 25 feet away... and that it might be kinda awakward to pick your way through the crowd and climb around on a volleyball net pulling down your clothes... mere coincidence.

The fact that we lableled it Solar Wind II -- Senior Art Project (please do not disturb) PROTECTED his drying laundry from harm, darn it. How were we to know that people would go over and read it and take photos and point and laugh and...

I'm smiling just thinking about it.