Tom Scola:

Whenever I get a label maker, the first thing I usually do is make a label that says "label maker".

Daniel C. Jensen: I also bought Windsparrow some grease fittings, sway bar links, and bushings for her car suspension.

Not so much romantic as whiligigs.

Oh, and a dome light lamp.

WindSparrow: And it really isn't as romantic as spending your days sitting by the hospital bedside of my car-crash-comaed body after I lose control of the steering on an icy road, veer off into a ditch, have both front wheels fall off, and still have enough of the tail of the car sticking out on the road to be crunched by the Semi that couldn't stop in time. But I'll take what I can get.

tommyrot: It's sad when comedians make more sense than politicians and political commentators. Or is that always the case?

Matt the Bruins fan: ... there is a fine tradition of that running back at least as far as Will Rogers.

SailAweigh: Personally, I'd take it back to Mark Twain.

Frankenbuddha: I'd say Mark Twain. More of a comedic writer, but he made fairly non-stop speaking appearences, didn't he?

SailAweigh: We are Twains that met, Frank!

tommyrot: So East is West and West is East?

Better without context from tommyrot in Natter:

I have to admit - it's nice that the Cylon mice don't require their balls to be cleaned....

Context be damned. Erin in Bitches

"FEEL MY ASS! TOUCH EEEEEET!" Then burn it, and drink copiously.

These are my official funeral instructions, btw.

In Natter:

Tom Scola: One of our servers at work just crashed with a "PCI streaming byte hole error".

msbelle: Tom, this isn't Bitches, please keep it family friendly.

tommyrot: Heh. Next time a computer crosses me, I'll have to threaten to tear it a new byte hole.

Gudanov: Sounds like the PCI bus streamed too much data into one place and it collapsed into a digital singularity (not to be confused with The Singularity) where not even assembly code can escape out.

tommyrot: Or maybe just the bit bucket was full....

Frankenbuddha: There's a hole in the bucket, dear Linux, dear Linux
There's a hole in the bucket, oh Linux my dear.

From F2F, discussing Seattle's South Lake Union Trolley:

Pete: Meara, if it's called a streetcar now, that is only their attempt to change the acronym because, yes, they did manage to launch the service as a SLUT.

And the damage is done. It'll always be known as the SLUT so their attempts to change it are doubly feeble. Then again that sounds like our city council to a tee.

Fay: I am reminded Tesco's decision to rename Spotted Dick "Spotted Richard".

I mean, yes, okay, dick, ho ho - but it's so totally well-known that mostly you don't think "Penis! Penis! Ho ho ho!" ...until you find yourself staring at "Spotted Richard", think "WTF???" and then make a mental translation, and then think "OMGWTFSPOTTEDPENIS!"

As successful renaming ventures go, it's akin to Dick Van Dyke deciding to change his name to Richard Van WomanWithComfortableShoes.

In Natter:

tommyrot: Heh. There needs to be a LOLTradingGuys site....

Fred Pete: I can haz divvidend?

Steph L.: Recession: I haz it.

tommyrot: I made you investment portfolio, but market eated it....

Steph L.: Recession: DO NOT WANT.

In Natter --

Brenda: Let's get ready to rrrruuumble! Five gods walk in, some equal or lesser number walk out!