Look, you got a little stabbed the other day. That's bound to make anyone a mite ornery.

Mal ,'Ariel'


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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.


billytea - Mar 10, 2006 3:31:26 pm PST #8353 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Steph in Natter:

You could not be wronger if you tried, on the wrongest-thinking day of your life with an electric wrong-thinking machine manufactured by Wrongallthetime Corp.


brenda m - Mar 10, 2006 4:25:16 pm PST #8354 of 10000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Aren't those the guys who make the voting machines?


Megan E. - Mar 12, 2006 2:22:35 am PST #8355 of 10000

Trudy Booth in Bitches:

I've joined zipcar. I think they should have zipboyfriend. I book a guy for an hour and he comes over, brings me soup, puts a cloth on my head. It would be awesome.


Ailleann - Mar 13, 2006 11:16:57 am PST #8356 of 10000
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda

Because it's brilliant, Betsy in Boxed Set:

If I can't dance, it's not my apocalypse.


lori - Mar 15, 2006 10:08:00 am PST #8357 of 10000

ita, on the disease vector functionality of krav, in Natter.

It has (just) occured to me that krav is the perfect place to spread a cold or it's ilk. I punch an infected person in the face, and then I punch a healthy person next round.


WindSparrow - Mar 15, 2006 7:45:07 pm PST #8358 of 10000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Minearverse.

Allyson:

If people are starved for bossiness, well, they can eat me.

Betsy HP:

Would that make me bossier? Is it like putting paramecia through blenders and then feeding them to other paramecia?


Calli - Mar 16, 2006 10:02:47 am PST #8359 of 10000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

From Natter:

P.M. Marcontell: Sonic Death Monkey makes me want to eat my own arms, in a good way.


Trudy Booth - Mar 16, 2006 2:00:15 pm PST #8360 of 10000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

JZ: ::nails self to cross, gazes up to heaven with big wet eyes ::

billytea: This may be an inappropriate question, but I'd love to hear how you got the last nail in.


amych - Mar 16, 2006 7:19:27 pm PST #8361 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Teppy, in bitches:

Damn. My winning streak is over. Guess I can go have sex with Susan Sarandon.


Fred Pete - Mar 20, 2006 11:19:52 am PST #8362 of 10000
Ann, that's a ferret.

4 PM (Eastern) giggle session in Natter:

tommyrot: Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog

Kathy A: E-I-E-I-O