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.
Who among us can ignore the allure of really funny math puns?
Willow ,'Empty Places'
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.
Megan E. - Mar 12, 2006 2:22:35 am PST #8355 of 10000
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
aurelia - Mar 20, 2006 12:43:15 pm PST #8363 of 10000
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Shrift in Natter: In other news, I managed to buy lunch without resorting to mime.
billytea - Mar 20, 2006 5:01:27 pm PST #8364 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.
Cindy explains Days of our Lives (DOOOOOOL!!) in Bitches, and I for one am grateful to her for it:
It began with the forging of the great blue collar heros. Three (if you don't count Bo, and the second generation of hottie blue collar guys) were given to the Days of Our Lives fans, immortal, wisest and fairest of all fanly beings.
Chris Kositchek (played by Josh Taylor) craftsmen of Salem's halls, was gifted to the race of women, who above all else, desire hottie working men.
Then The Cordays--the Wise didst say, "If one hottie non-doctor, non-nightclub owner, non-lawyer character is good, are not two better, still?" And they didst forge police officer Roman Brady (Wayne Northrop) from the salt air of the suddenly fresh water Salem waterfront, and he was a son of a...fish shop owner.
Then it came to pass that Wayne Northrop fell from the graces of some dark lords or another, who most likely desire money above all else, and thus did Stefano DiMera slay Roman Brady. Somewhere in there, Chris Kositchek faded from memory of the executives, but not the fans.
But hope (not Hope, although her too, but that's another story) remained, 'tho the quest lay on a razor's edge, for the dark lords did invoke the deepest magicks in the land of serial entertainment, darker than even the dread SORAS, and they didst recast Roman Brady, in the form of Drake Hogestyn. The race of women was appeased. Their wrath lay not dead, but at least dormant.
And then, the queerest thing happened--a last alliance of Wayne Northrop and the Days of Our Lives Lords marched back into Salem, and they did invent new magicks, and turned--by now fan favorite--Drake Hogestyn's Roman Brady into John Black/Forrest Alamain (don't ask), and re-recast Wayne Northrop as Roman Brady. Again.
Alas, the alliance did not last, and Wayne Northrop again departed from Salem's shores/riverbank/whateverfront, and the race of women was sad. Or angry. Or disinterested. Or perhaps Deidre Hall likes her character to stay at the center of a triangle whenever possible. It was in this moment when all hope had faded, that Ken Corday son of King Ted and Queen Betty, took up his parent's sword, and wand, and various orbs, and recast the character of Roman Brady. Again. With Josh Taylor, who was once Chris Kositchek.
But the hearts of soap opera fans are easily corrupted. And the casting director has a will of its own. It betrayed the fandom. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend, legend became myth and for a few years, Wayne Northrop nearly passed out of all knowledge, and he wasn't ready for that. When chance came, he ensnared a new character--Alex North, who is *also* in love with Marlena, or trying to kill her, which isn't always a conflict of interests, as well you know.
But he's a doctor this time, instead of a hottie blue collar/cop/secret agent/forgotten millionaire brother. This shall not pass.