In Bitches:

Erin: My couch, a giant black leather recliner-y affair, was purchased from my friend S.

Friends that look at my couch and wistfully tell me "My fiancee gave me my first BJ from her on that couch!" and "I used to sit naked on that couch all the time."

The couch is a sex magnet, though. Since I've gotten it, I've has several makeout sessions on it, and drunk girlfriends of mine have had makeout sessions on it (when I have been blissfully asleep in my bedroom.)

Polter-Cow: Erin has a Couch of Sin. Rock.

Erin: It's like a black leather island of lust.

tommyrot: Most people have couches of sin, but usually the sin is sloth.

juliana: So, you're saying God is on the Atkins diet??

Susan W. 's tagline: "I heard Tom DeLay's blood was in the water and the sharks were circling him, but unfortunately, it turned out to be a metaphor." - The Onion

beth b: My DS and BIL give bunches to the SF Zoo , so they get to go to meeting and learn about future zoo plans. They talked about renovations for the bears, rhinos, and hippo homes. They also talked about who was having sex. Yes, the new silverback gorillia is getting lots. And one of the male giraffes- is starting to look at females in a new way. Unfortunatley, he is still about a foot and a half too short. ( wait it gets better) They are hoping that in about x amount of time he will be tall enough to 'achieve greatness'. Yes, that was a direct quote.

Some achieve greatness, others have it thrust upon them.

Wise Weremonkey observation, in Firefly:

Oh, yeah. Silent Running is all about being campy, now.

Kinda like Reefer Madness with a contained atmosphere.

amych:

Third-grade book report on Moby Dick, here. I actually made it through. I did not come up with a damned thing sensible to say about it. But, learned things about blubber flensing and tribal tattoos that have served me ever since.

Erin: Done with student teaching and classes, as of this evening.

Vodka, has been consumed, I am warning you. Typing at this point is careful, and deliberate.

Am currently consimed with drunken wondering about my hookerdom, and sad contemplation at wondering if it is bad that I am sad that I am not being a bigger hooker tonight.

Maybe I shouuld have more vodka, and some perspective...

No. Vodka is a sad second to active hookerificism,, I have decided.

Sad now.

Emily:Hookerif... I'm gonna need some explicification, Erin. And maybe some gin. Ooh, gin! Let's get drunk and be the future of education together!

Betsy: I think in semicolons and italics. It's bad.

deb: So do I; and it is not bad!

Toddson in F2F: The classic Buffista/Bitch conversation - Spike, corsets, babies, then lists.

Arbiters of good taste, in Bitches:

Eddie: Hi Perkins, I'm with you in the insomnia boat. Are they watching porn at least?

Perkins: No. The news. What's up with that?

Eddie: That's just sick.