Let him do his thing, and then you get him out. No messing with him for laughs.

Mal ,'Ariel'


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.


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.


Jen - Mar 22, 2006 10:48:10 am PST #8365 of 10000
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you

Cindy again, being fun-nee:

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more carroty and more temperate... --Shakespeare

Gravitation can not be held responsible for people falling in carrots. --Einstein

One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is carrots. --Sophocles

CARROTS: The irresistable desire to be irresistibly desired. --Twain

At the touch of carrots, everyone becomes a poet. --Virgil


Steph L. - Mar 22, 2006 11:15:57 am PST #8366 of 10000
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

In Natter --

Sean: And my low opinion of the people who would go pray to the buckled drywall does not stem from their beliefs, but from their praying to buckled drywall.

Jessica: And that is why you shall always be shunned by followers of the First Church of the Buckled Drywall.


Sue - Mar 22, 2006 12:15:20 pm PST #8367 of 10000
hip deep in pie

Natter

Jessica: The 20 Most Important Tools of All Time.

ita: Gutenberg doesn't even rate?

bon bon: Ari Fleischman doesn't even rate?


Pix - Mar 22, 2006 1:48:09 pm PST #8368 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

For sheer randomness, in Natter:

DavidS: What could possibly be cheerier than sandwiches?!?

Jilli VoiceOfReason: Pointy shoes.


aurelia - Mar 22, 2006 8:42:36 pm PST #8369 of 10000
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

More on the buckled drywall worship...

Matt the Bruins fan:
That image looks more like Bullwinkle squinting and lowering his horns than Jesus Christ to me.

Tommyrot:
"Watch me raise this man from the dead!"

"Again? That trick never works!"


juliana - Mar 23, 2006 9:16:01 am PST #8370 of 10000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

The Toms go on an atheistic rampage in Natter:

Tom Scola: Atheists are "America's most distrusted minority".

TomW: I wouldn't trust us, either. We don't even support torture!

Oh well, back to my rampant materialism and cultural elitism. My gold-plated latte spoon makes me better than all of you! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

HA.