Ginger:
That's the real problem with the dogs playing poker paintings: Dogs have terrible poker faces.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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Ginger:
That's the real problem with the dogs playing poker paintings: Dogs have terrible poker faces.
Steph in Natter:
How does one MISUSE "literally"? Its meaning is fairly clear, god DAMN. And yet you get sentences like, "My 4-year-old's birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese's was LITERALLY a massacre." Uh....REALLY? Because you seem fairly calm despite the slaughter of the innocents.
billytea in Natter:
Ok, that Miley Cyrus song. I quite like the music, it's all perky and determined. But I keep feeling the need to argue with the lyrics. "I've got my sights set on you, and I'm ready to aim." That is aiming! You're already aiming! Sheesh. And apparently she's worked out the guy wants to see her again, with no other clue to guide her than that he asked her out. Apparently her way of knowing when something is right is English comprehension. Gah. Makes me want to slap her. And her best friend Leslie.
Sue in Natter:
And why are the gymnastics uniforms so sparkly? It's an athletic competition, not a My Little Pony convention.
Las Bitches habla espanol, sort of.
vw bug: El cerebro está a punto de estallar
Frankenbuddha: The brain is a pint of Stella Artoir?
Steph L: Mmm. El nom el nom el nom.
WindSparrow in Bitches:
After you see so many AFLAC commercials, any excuse for flaming duck is a good one.
Calli in natter, after Kat had an incident with a tree and her car:
Those yard trees are getting vicious! I'm sorry they've turned on you, Kat. I hope you and your car weren't hurt too badly. Maybe you could leave a ream of paper next to the tree's trunk as a warning?
In Natter
tommyrot: So, I was just sitting in my chair, leaning back, when the chair just continued to lean further and further back. Sorta' like I was falling backwards, but a little slower than falling. It leaned all the way back (more than 90 degrees) until the headrest hit the floor.
Diagnosis: Metal fatigue led to the metal that holds the chair up to tear away, allowing the remaining metal to fold over....
Nilly: tom, so you didn't fall down or anything, right?
tommyrot: Nope. It was slow enough that I could reach over and try to stop it. Which didn't work anyway. So I ended up on the floor on my back, on top of a broken chair....
Nilly, is your computer treating you any better?
Nilly: Better than your chair, thanks for asking.
Sophia Brooks: OK- I seem to have hit some gayboy highschool jackpot on facebook and now I have 7 more friends! I am beginning to realize my lack of any sort of dating in high school/college was due to the fact that I didn't actually know any straight male people.
Omnis
I kept asking folks where the nearest bell tower is, since it seems historically speaking, Texans do that kinda thing, but nobody would tell me where one is.
Billytea
I have to say, I'm impressed that you're making the effort to fit in.