brackets or carets are what I was told, but carets are upward pointing.

dearie, my ass.

brackets or carets are what I was told, but carets are upward pointing.

Right. Whereas brackets hang down from the cave ceiling.

Whereas brackets hang down from the cave ceiling.

With ferns hanging from them.

brenda, in Lightbulbs:

Okay, that's it. I withdraw this proposal and propose that the text of all future votes be the following:

Do you want a burrito?

Yes

Hell yes

Whitefont

a truly universal scheme:

Okay, that's it. I withdraw this proposal and propose that the text of all future votes be the following:

Do you want a burrito?

Yes

Hell yes

Whitefont

Brenda in Lightbulbs.

dammitall, wee P-C!

for posterity! mostly this conversation made me starved for food I have no access to, you heartless things.

We go wild with postability in Lightbulbs:

Corwood Industries: Then, to this:

There is nothing that pleases everyone equally.

I say: BURRITO.

ChiKat Watch out, Corwood. You may re-start the Great Cilantro Debates.

Corwood Industries Regardless of our affiliation with the particulars of its composition, the time is now for all Buffistas to put aside our differences and embrace our - and indeed all of humanity's - shared embrace of burrito-y goodness.

Polter-Cow: Burrito = win.

Cilantro = lose.

Laga: BUR RI TO!

brenda m: Okay, that's it. I withdraw this proposal and propose that the text of all future votes be the following:

Do you want a burrito?

Yes

Hell yes

Whitefont

Topic!Cindy: Also? I don't want a burrito. I want tacos.

Jesse: Are we talking like an enormous California-style burrito here?

Dana: And in the burrito, what's the proportion of beans and/or rice to other fillings?

Aimée: NO RICE IN BURRITOS.

So that would be all things NOT rice make up 100% of the burrito with beans making up 25% of that 100% and the rest is whitefonted. That way, burrito filling surprise.

Laga:Cilantro chopped with onions is a vital ingredient in the One True Burrito.

Corwood Industries: People, people, people. It's lunch time in America and we must build together a bridge to the future that will make the burrito higher. We must turn away from the details of cilantro, rice, onions, meat, cheese, or other available options, and turn to the hard choices we as a group have made together. And that choice is we like burritos. It has been said that some of us prefer tacos. This may be true, but even the most dedicated taco-eater out there will gladly eat a burrito if tacos are unavailable. I have it on good authority that the kitchen of the future just 86'd tacos. Maybe they'll come back; I don't know. But I do know that we can all agree on burritos. We do not all need to eat the same burritos, as only those who hate America will insist on enforcing a single burrito standard. What we must do, though, together, is take hold of that delicious tortilla wrapped around the fillings of our choice, and as a people, take a giant bite. Can we do that? Should we perhaps wipe our mouths? I think I have something on my chin...

brenda m: Now we vote on who has to go get us the burritos. I foresee an epic battle. Not to mention an epic ballot.

Zenkitty:I came in here with bated breath at all the posts, fearing a meltdown, and I find Mexican food. Dammit, peoples, now I want a burrito.

Daisy Jane: I went to a place that had burritos. I had quesadillas instead.

Clearly I hate freedom.

edited for flow.

To which I have to include this final comment, from ita, upon successfully closing the thread:

ita: ::gives thread the stinkeye::

In Natter, on bus travel and the need for personal space:

aurelia: The guys with their legs spread wide are really leaving themselves vulnerable to a move that'd make them involuntarily pull their knees together. IJS

ita: I've taken to quietly telling krav instructors and students who are irritating me "Your groin is open, by the way." It usually is.

Maybe I can extend that to strangers. And then if they talk back, cockpunch.

Matt the Bruins fan: Is getting more space really worth being booked on assault & battery charges?

ita: Some days, definitely.

In Natter...

shrift:

Dear Asshole Customer at Walgreens,

When trying to determine who's next in line, please give a person more than two seconds to get around a giant leaking display case in front of the registers before you spazz out, huff to the back of the line of one, and snap, "Fine, LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU MAKE UP YOUR MINDS."

To which I responded with a stoner-lack-of-caffeine drawl, "Dude, way to be rude and impatient. Sorry for that thirty seconds of your life that you'll never get back."

Seriously, UNCLENCH,
shrift