Zoe: Captain will come up with a plan. Kaylee: That's good. Right? Zoe: Possibly you're not recalling some of his previous plans.

'Safe'


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.


Ailleann - Feb 01, 2007 7:15:12 am PST #8941 of 10000
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda

Yogurt in my nose, thanks to tommyrot in Bitches:

You should end with, "I'm sending you a head-mounted flashlight, to help you find your way out of your ass."


Scrappy - Feb 02, 2007 8:01:28 am PST #8942 of 10000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Shrift, clarifying things in Natter:

I am starving. Please note that this is due to a lack of breakfast on my part, not the conversation regarding the rendering of manflesh.


tiggy - Feb 02, 2007 11:39:24 am PST #8943 of 10000
I do believe in killing the messenger, you know why? Because it sends a message. ~ Damon Salvatore

sarameg in Natter:

Oh dear god. This is so many kinds of wrong. The predicted high, note I say high, for Monday? 22. TWENTY TWO FREAKING DEGREES FAHRENHEIT. The low is nine.

I may call in frozen.


Pix - Feb 04, 2007 9:43:20 am PST #8944 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

In Natter:

Consuela: So I'm beginning to think about getting another dog. I know that I could get a rescue greyhound pretty easily, and they seem like the perfect dog for me (world's fastest couch potato!), but one of the reasons I want a dog is because being seen to have a dog in the house is safer in my neighborhood.

So, question for the Buffistas: is anyone afraid of a greyhound?

amych: Just the mechanical rabbit, pretty much. Are mechanical rabbits prone to property crimes in your neighborhood?


Beverly - Feb 04, 2007 10:46:10 am PST #8945 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

In Bitches,

Deena: We have one degree F this morning. It's not a nice temperature at all.

Brenda: You have a degree? I wish I had a root and a degree.

(-5 here.)


Pix - Feb 05, 2007 12:35:59 pm PST #8946 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

In Natter--

Steph L: Okay, talking about show dogs reminded me of a bumper sticker-related grammar riff my brother and I went on, which caused everyone else in the room to edge away slowly.

See, we were driving somewhere, and we were behind a car with a bumper sticker that read (without any punctuation marks whatsoever): SHOW DOGS DO NOT TAILGATE.

So, we pondered this, and the many meanings the bumper sticker could have, given punctuation.

Show dogs; do not tailgate.

This could have 2 meanings, depending on context. The first is the (I assume) intended meaning, which is "Hey, there are show dogs in this car, so do not tailgate us, because if there is an accident and you rear-end us you could hurt the dogs and then I would have to beat you to a pulp."

But the second could be a command (or suggestion) to someone who tailgates a lot, offering them an alternate activity that they might like to do instead of tailgating. "Hey Jimmy, you should show dogs, instead of tailgating so much."

Show dogs do not tailgate.

This could just be a statement about the driving habits of the show dogs -- they don't tailgate. Which I for one applaud.

Show dogs, do not tailgate!

This could be a command to the show dogs, who are lousy drivers (what with the lack of opposable thumbs), and tailgate all the damn time.

Show, dogs; do not tailgate.

This could be a cryptic command to the dogs, as an alternate activity to tailgating. "Hey, dogs -- you really shouldn't tailgate, so why don't you show, instead?" But we may never know *what* they're supposed to show.

Show dogs: do not tailgate.

Yes, it's a clunky construction, but since the original bumper sticker had no punctuation, that means dorks like me run wild with the possibilities. This one could be a command to someone that they need to demonstrate to the dogs that they (the dogs) should not tailgate.

As you can see, the possibilities are endless.

Well, not *endless.* But numerous.

Can you EVEN believe someone is willing to date me? (Yeah, *I* frequently can't believe it, either.)


Cass - Feb 06, 2007 5:37:12 pm PST #8947 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.

In Natter:

-t : I don't make the decisions, I just validate.


Jessica - Feb 07, 2007 7:46:19 am PST #8948 of 10000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Shrifty goodness in Natter:

Stab not lest ye be stabinated. If I started stabbing people in the face, everyone would start stabbing people in the face, and it'd be stabanarchy.


Nilly - Feb 08, 2007 5:38:45 am PST #8949 of 10000
Swouncing

I poked my head in Natter in just the right moment:

JZ: And I'm one of those theists who goes around thinking, "Just wait until those atheists die and Jesus and Buddha show up with a six-pack of beer and say 'Hey, you didn't even believe and you were a pretty decent person anyway! Go you!' Ha ha! Won't those atheists be surprised, with the heaven and the beer! I will laugh!"


Frankenbuddha - Feb 08, 2007 5:56:29 am PST #8950 of 10000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Hee, I was just coming over to post that. LOVE!