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?
Sometimes when I'm sitting in class... You know, I'm not thinking about class, 'cause that would never happen. I think about kissing you. And it's like everything stops. It's like, it's like freeze frame. Willow kissage.
Oz ,'First Date'
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.
Kate P. - Sep 09, 2007 6:08:30 am PDT #9325 of 10000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Pix - Sep 10, 2007 5:44:57 am PDT #9326 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
In Natter:
Dana: Still Monday. Still morning. Not happy.
Jars: Drown it in coffee until it dies.
omnis_audis - Sep 10, 2007 10:07:55 am PDT #9327 of 10000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Toddson in Bitches:
And, for cross dressers of the world, please try to use some taste in choosing your clothing! something that fits, is clean, and doesn't allow me to check out your gender on the escalator would be appreciated!
Ginger - Sep 10, 2007 11:18:12 am PDT #9328 of 10000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Jessica, in Natter, on the fashion challenges of blue hair:
I can't do very much "color with color" with my hair without looking like I got dressed out of a bag of skittles. Black & grey are my friends.
DCJensen - Sep 11, 2007 4:11:58 am PDT #9329 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.
Because I meant to post this earlier...
Laga, in Bitches, context free:
I'd happily schlep my clothes to the laundromat if I could get laid on a regular basis.
Theodosia - Sep 12, 2007 1:40:28 am PDT #9330 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
SailAweigh, in Boxed Set:
You have to wonder how aware the writers are of certain tropes. I don't think they paint themselves into corners purposely, but they sure seem to stumble over their rollers a lot.
meara - Sep 12, 2007 7:31:49 am PDT #9331 of 10000
Vortex in Natter, re: ranting:
(sorry for the huge cap use, but asshats require asscaps)
Daisy Jane - Sep 12, 2007 9:24:59 am PDT #9332 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
In Natter
Dana: Apparently the weather service has a slogan to convince people not to drive into high water.
Turn Around, Don't Drown.
I guess it rhymes better than "What are you, a dumbass?"
Dana - Sep 12, 2007 9:38:07 am PDT #9333 of 10000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
And Cindy's follow-up:
Yeah, but it's no: "You shall not pass. Dumbass."
Laga - Sep 12, 2007 11:33:35 am PDT #9334 of 10000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
in Natter:
shrift: There's nothing like the pervasive stench of burnt popcorn wafting over your cubicle walls and settling around your head like defanged mustard gas.