I misspoke--I meant I wasn't sure who had said it, not where it came from.
Saffron: You won't tell anyone about me breaking down? Mal: I won't. Saffron: Then I won't tell anyone how easily I got your gun out of your holster. Mal: I'll take that as a kindness.
'Trash'
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.
Pix - May 16, 2008 5:35:23 am PDT #9738 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
JenP - May 17, 2008 5:02:00 pm PDT #9739 of 10000
brenda in Natter:
Are we still talking religion? 'Cause I saw a guy downtown today wearing a t-shirt that said "Jesus made me Kosher." What does that even mean??
I resisted saying "Wouldn't that depend on how Jesus slaughtered you?" but it was a near thing.
Vortex - May 20, 2008 5:48:09 am PDT #9740 of 10000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Shir in Natter:
Also, why am I more tired 20 minutes AFTER drinking my coffee?
(I'm not looking for chemical or biological reason, people. I'm just looking for justice).
Shir - May 20, 2008 6:02:42 am PDT #9741 of 10000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Woooooo! I've been COMMed!
(Pssst, it was in Natter, not Bitches. I should really start reading that one too...)
Glamcookie - May 20, 2008 6:16:24 am PDT #9742 of 10000
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Cashmere in Natter:
We were crammed into a Strokes show in London when a guy right behind us yelled, "MIND YOUR BACKS!" Which is apparently British for "I'm sorry, if you don't move quickly, I'm going to barf all over you."
Steph L. - May 20, 2008 5:43:52 pm PDT #9743 of 10000
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
In Natter --
javachick: They also don't have dinner until after 10PM, which, wow. That seems so late to me.
megan walker: This was a big problem when I dated a Madridleno. Not as big as the ascot, but still.
amych - May 22, 2008 5:30:53 am PDT #9744 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Teppy, in bitches:
My drug of choice: irony.
javachik - May 22, 2008 9:18:56 pm PDT #9745 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.
From Buffistechnology 3
Matt H
Jumping in to bid for geek-trashiest: How about a 1981 DEC Rainbow with both Z80 and 8086 chip, and BOTH C/PM and MS-DOS 1.0....still operational, with all the papers I wrote as an undergraduate on floppies that STILL WORK.
(yes, I actually still have this. Don't know why.)
amych
You have the machine because that's fucking cool. You have the undergrad papers because... well, that's between you and your doG.
Ginger
Hey, I had a DEC Rainbow.
beth b
any one need a Dec Rainbow?
Jessica - May 23, 2008 4:30:06 am PDT #9746 of 10000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Windsparrow in Bitches:
I want to live in a world where giddy teenagers with no tact and little sense can gross me out regardless of their orientations, then develop what I would consider a sense of decorum.
amych - May 23, 2008 5:04:59 am PDT #9747 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
MM, in Technology, lays the smack on the never-ending game of "my old computer is older than yours":
Ah, yes, the good old days.
Charles Babbage and I used to discuss number theory and chicks while filing the teeth on the gears of his Difference Engine. It was I that directed him towards the efficacy of steam as a motivator for his calculatory Devices, though he thought me mad. I finally convinced him after a particularly long discussion in a pub resulting in fisticuffs and my directing him to a chirurgeon for a cure for syphilis.
Little known fact about Babbage: SLUT!
It was this, rather than his much advertised Personality Difficulties (e.g. his propensity for accosting organ-grinders and beating them about the groin with a stout walking stick) that, I think, led to his failure to complete his Difference and Analytical Engines. The man, while indubitably a genius, could not Keep It In His Pants and would chase down and bugger anything with an appropriate orifice. This was kept out of the Papers, of course, in deference to his status as Lucasian Professor of Mathematics. Also, he had dirt on every publisher in London.
But I digress.