Mmegan walker: "Moist" and any form of "panty" are two of the three words I most hate to hear people say.
P.M. Marcontell: What's number three?
megan walker: Amherst (but only when people mistakingly pronounce the "h").
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Mmegan walker: "Moist" and any form of "panty" are two of the three words I most hate to hear people say.
P.M. Marcontell: What's number three?
megan walker: Amherst (but only when people mistakingly pronounce the "h").
Cass in Natter:
Why the Willamette rhymes with "Dang nabbit?" I will never know.
Gudanov: Way to stick it to the man with the linguistic disobedience.
shrift in Natter:
I got pulled over once for driving too slow. Then they accused me of desecrating graves.
...oh my god, I am Dean Winchester.
In Natter:
flea - Heh. Emmett is bigger than Allyson and Hil.
DavidS - Yeah, but they can still take him in invective and quadratic equations, respectively.
In Bitches, on the evil of cap sleeves:
Vortex:
Why is it that I look better in sleeveless shirts than cap sleeves?
JZ
Cap sleeves are evil -- they frame and draw attention to the worst part of the arm; sleeveless is just the blessed absence of sleeve, not a poufy little mini-sleeve screaming, "Hey! Look right here!"
ita in Natter:
That's a whole lot of coy, or a whole little of good sense.
Aimee, in Book Club:
IME, this leads to shag, shag, shag. Knickers, knickers, mate. SNOG SNOG knickers mate shag shag cup o' tea.
Was Aimee dreaming of Daniel Radcliffe again?
In Natter:
Dana: Oh, my god, why is it morning?
shrift: Stab it. Stab it a lot. Maybe it'll die and we can all go back to bed.