I mean, let's say you did kill us. Or didn't. There could be torture. Whatever. But somehow you found the goods. What would your cut be?

Mal ,'Out Of Gas'


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Theodosia - Jan 03, 2007 3:20:05 pm PST #8873 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Also Ginger:

my stages of grief are Denial, Google, Anger, Bargaining , Depression and Acceptance.


Jessica - Jan 04, 2007 7:29:13 am PST #8874 of 10000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Natter:

quoted article: Republicans, still adjusting to their role as the minority party, were irate Wednesday that Democrats were speeding ahead without the minority party's input.

JZ: Oh, boo hoo. Let me wipe away the tears with my party's PLASTIC HAND.


DavidS - Jan 04, 2007 7:31:07 am PST #8875 of 10000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Tim does material for us in his 'verse:

Years ago I knew this actress (don’t try to figure it out, she was never on any of my shows) who purchased, er, adopted twin babies from an Eastern European country. This actress was known amongst my circle to be a particular narcissist. She seemed to approach the acquisition of these tiny human beings as she would any pricey and exclusive boutique accessory. She even considered “returning” the one she deemed the least aesthetically pleasing. Whenever showing off her new items, she always fawned and cooed over what she termed “the cute one” and would mention the other as a disappointing afterthought.

My friends -- awful writer people -- imagined a “Sophie’s Choice” scenario for her. She’s carrying the two infants and some bags onto a train. She’s told by the conductor, “You must make a choice. You may take only one.” Without hesitating, the actress thrusts the less-cute child forward, “take the ugly one.”

The conductor blinks says, “I meant you can only take one piece of carry-on luggage.”

The actress looks to her designer carry-on bags. Considers it.

Then, still holding the wriggling infant aloft says, “take the ugly one anyway.”


amych - Jan 04, 2007 7:48:53 am PST #8876 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

ita in Minearverse:

It doesn't have to take a village to raise a child. Sometimes it just takes a sociopath.


Pix - Jan 04, 2007 7:51:13 am PST #8877 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Kat in Minearverse on the same topic: We have a "It takes a village..." banner in the office at school. Each time I see it I think, "Yep the entire school raises one kid. The other 2699 of you are screwed."


Astarte - Jan 04, 2007 10:29:17 am PST #8878 of 10000
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.

Betsy showing she has Tim Minear's number:

My cat is an ex-feral kitten. He sits in my lap and is all affectionate and nice and is wonderful to be around. Until he bites my hand with no warning. Much like a script written by Tim.


Astarte - Jan 04, 2007 1:59:10 pm PST #8879 of 10000
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.

Aimee in Bitches making a point on behalf of all womankind:

Fuck a mousetrap. Someone go out there and invent a better uterus.


Cass - Jan 04, 2007 7:13:29 pm PST #8880 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

shrift - I solemnly swear that I will not write Mr. Belvedere porn if we get a new Natter.

Jon B. - OK, OK, I'm on it. Gimme a minute.


Beverly - Jan 05, 2007 10:36:17 am PST #8881 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

shrift again, Nattering about LKH and her "French" take on things:

It makes the baby Jesus wanna bitchslap somebody with le dictionnaire.


-t - Jan 06, 2007 6:16:52 pm PST #8882 of 10000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

in Crying of Natter 49:

ita

It's weird. Right now, I can't even imagine the Star Trek music. I know I'd recognise it instantly (which is why I'm not bothering to find a sample to play), but it feels weird being so blank. It's like a hole in my brain.

Dana

Baaaaaaah bah bah baaaaaaah bah bah baaaaaaah! Bah bah bah bah bah baaaaah baaaah baaaah BUMP BUMP BUMP baaaaaa!

Jesse

Alternatively:

oooOOOOoooo ooo ooo ooo OOOOOO!