Ginger, on preparing to travel:
When I start worrying whether if I have everything, I use the mantra, "You're not going to darkest Africa. You can buy underwear where you're going."
Tara ,'First Date'
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Ginger, on preparing to travel:
When I start worrying whether if I have everything, I use the mantra, "You're not going to darkest Africa. You can buy underwear where you're going."
Matt, finding a single word to describe the ouvre of Tim Minear in Minearverse:
Traumedy.
Trying to consense a thread title in Bureau:
Robin: Procedural 1: You Have the Right To Remain Silent
JenP: Ha! As if.
In Bitches, Erin:
God, I didn't just abuse exclamation points there, I freakin' strung 'em up, flogged them and sold 'em as child prostitutes.
Aimee, in Bitches, on living with the princess:
While priming the dining room last night, Joe accidentally stepped on Em's dinosaur and smashed it to bits. He valiantly tried to get it into the garbage before she noticed.
Not so much.
For the next half hour, we were treated to a barrage of, "You broke my dinosaur! HEY! You broke my dinosaur! You broke my dinosaur!"
Finally I snapped and said, "Em. Daddy said he was sorry. We will get you a new dinosaur. That dinosaur is dead. Everything dies. Get over it." (I was verry tired and cranky.)
Joe says, "You're using a broken dinosaur to teach her about death? I thought we'd wait for a hamster or a goldfish."
"You want to listen to a half-hour of 'You broke my goldfish'?" I ask him.
He's about to respond when Em bursts back into the room.
"YOU BROKE MY GOLDFISH!! HEY! YOU BROKE MY GOLDFISH!!"
Zenkitty's social commentary on the above incident:
Poor Em's dinosaur. Such an ignoble demise. Crushed under the heel of the patriarchy.
shrift in Natter:
The work fairy just came by and took a crap on my desk.
In Natter:
Lee:
I'm probably too old to build a pillow fort and hang a sign on it telling people to go away, aren't I?
Sparky1:
Yes.
You should build your fort out of bricks, and tie your sign to rocks that you lob at those who dare approach.
Hil R.: I should probably be doing something more productive than reading fanfic and eating an apple and string cheese.
(though really? that could well nigh be any of us)
In Music:
Jon B.: My brother has this idea that I'll like anything that's "wacky".
Polter-Cow: You do wear silver clothing and create music by moving your hands in the air.
On television.
Jon B.: What? I can't have layers?