Vortex clearing things up in Natter:

I would think that it defeats the point of a sacrifice to the gods if you eat it. Then it's just dinner and a show.

::lolsob:: in Natter:

Kat: Today's Buffy's 36th birthday. Doesn't shit always go down on her bday?

Gudanov: Well, there's an apocalypse scheduled for tomorrow.

From Boxed Set, fandom in four posts:

Connie Neil: Just finished Season 3 of The Librarians. I'm very pleased Jacob Stone, the guy who wanted a bar brawl for a Christmas Eve present, is now a Ninja Librarian. I wish they had settled on Jenkins being Gaheris instead of Galahad. Though maybe Gaheris killing his cheating mother is less noble than Galahad being Galahad. However, Galahad was Lancelot's son, which makes the whole thing with DuLaque much more fraught.

Vortex: But not nearly as well known. although, people who watch a show about librarians would probably just look him up.

Connie Neil: Yeah, not everybody who's watching the show is just there to watch Christian Kane twirl stuff. Some of us have layers.

Vortex: I also like to watch him hit people.

Gudanov in Natter:

Man, 2017 is not off to a good start. We've lost John Hurt, Mary Tyler Moore, and Democracy.

billytea: And yet, we still pretend the only way to remove Trump is through impeachment.

Windsparrow: I don't think getting rid of Trump via Mpreg is as practical as you might think. I mean, yeah, total head asplodey for him, not to mention all the mysogyny he'd be subjected to for taking on a woman's role, but how do you get close enough to do the job?

I strongly believe Calli's comment that ignited this exchange is important here.

It always seemed perfectly natural to me. Of course, nature's not always particularly pleasant. Getting eaten by a bear--perfectly natural. Having a tree fall on you in the forest, pinning you down while you die of thirst--well within nature's scope. Shoving a mostly formed human out of a relatively small orifice--natural as anything.

Steph L. in Bitches:

I cannot begin to re-emphasize how goddamn much I thought therapy was going to be like going to archery at Camp Butterworth but actually turned out to be the fucking Hunger Games. Or, like, you think you're going to rearrange the living room, so you move the couch, and then there's a hellmouth under the couch. And the hellmouth is made out of your goddamn parents.

Also Steph, in Natter:

I actually think the treatment for rheumatoid arthritis under Trumpcare is a pamphlet titled "Only Losers Get Rheumatoid Arthritis! Sad!" And then the pamphlet gives you a paper cut.

In Natter, taking it to the logical conclusion:

billytea: Ultimately for the embodiment of a hate-filled obsession with racial purity in Doctor Who, you really can't go past the Daleks. The original and best.

Jessica: And if the logical end to this reasoning is stuffing Steve Bannon into a trashcan and hot-glueing a toilet plunger to his face, who could object?

billytea: My only objection would be that I'd really want to hot-glue the business end of the toilet plunger to his face, and speaking as a purist that's not quite an accurate representation.

-t, in Natter:

The 5 stages of cheesy meatloaf:

Bewilderment

Curiosity

Excitement

Gluttony

Satiety