paperdol in Natter:
mommy people, noah ate half of what i'm supposed to feed him, and i've been trying to burp him, but he instead farted and passed out.
gas is gas, right?
Note: She can totally babysit for me, anytime she wants.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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paperdol in Natter:
mommy people, noah ate half of what i'm supposed to feed him, and i've been trying to burp him, but he instead farted and passed out.
gas is gas, right?
Note: She can totally babysit for me, anytime she wants.
From Lightbulb...
Kat: If we think Natter and Bitches as the de facto social souls of the board, each new thread is like a horcrux (NERD!) that splits that soul a little more.
billytea in the book club thread (not at all spoilery)
when I was six and a group of psychologists stuck myself and two of my brothers in a room and told us each to draw our family, I drew the life cycle of the echidna. (My older brother drew our grandmother playing rugby, my younger brother a bunch of unrelated people being eaten by a shark.) Echidnas and me, that's where the history is.
shrift in Natter:
My purse is roomy. I have Vampire People in there, Timmy the iPod, my wallet, a notebook, cell phone, some smokes, lipstick, and an umbrella. Like a Mary Poppins for the digital age, if Mary Poppins swore like a longshoreman, wrote porn, and didn't particularly like children.
billytea again, in Book Club, again:
What do you suppose Voldemort's Patronus is? An Albanian?
I almost choked myself, in Natter:
Zenkitty: I am choking on an apple.
Laura: virtual Heimlich
more Zenkitty:
I propose Formal Mondays, the opposite of Casual Fridays. If other people can wear what looks like pajamas at my workplace on Fridays, I ought to be able to walk in on a Monday wearing a gown and tiara.
In Bureaucracy--
amych: I was dismembering, in that case. Thank you.
In Bitches--
omnis audis: Ya, with you on the humans = confusing. Maybe I'm not human. I'm perfectly logical and always makes sense. Maybe I'm Vulcan.
Nope, that confirms it. I'm just a bid dork. Which probably explains why I'm still single.
Vortex: perhaps if you tried three no trump?
ChiKat: Ooohhh...strong hand.
ita: With a strong hand, do you really need a date?
juliana: You've got to know when to hold 'em, Know when to fold 'em....
amych: That just can't be comfortable.
NoiseDesign: That's when you run away.
Miracleman on the joys of having a two-year-old:
She does have a tendency to go up to other people, point at me and say "That's my daddy."
So they know who to sue for damages, presumably.