Strong like an Amazon.

Tara ,'Storyteller'


Coffee On My Monitor Again

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.


Beverly - Jul 25, 2018 5:44:01 pm PDT #1226 of 1329
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

From Bitches, lightly edited:

Nora Deirdre - I go to see a new therapist tomorrow. I don't wanna. My sad lazy cocoon protects me!

Jessica - Misread this as "sad lazy raccoon" and wondered for a second if you weren't speaking metaphorically!

DavidS - Maybe a Sad Lazy Raccoon would be more helpful than a therapist. I know I would enjoy one. Though I would hope it was merely a bit melancholy.

Shir - ... And yeah, my brain also went for racoon.

Tom Scola - Maybe a Sad Lazy Raccoon would be more helpful than a therapist.

Steph L. - Good luck, Nora. I hope the therapist (who I am now thinking of as a raccoon) clicks with you and can offer some help.

Dana - Dr Raccoon, MD.

DavidS - ...vs. the Brain Weasels!

Nora Deirdre - Thanks for the raccoon imagery, y'all.

Scrappy - "Look at your mind as a sort of garbage can, if you will. You need to get in there, take your problems in your hands and then wash them in the nearest body of water."

Toddson - Then eat them?

Scrappy - "Then eat them."

Atropa - Whereas I think of my issues as brain raccoons, because they like to knock over the trash can where I keep the crazy, rummage around in it, and make a mess. Maybe Dr. Raccoon would be able to drive off the brain raccoons?

Dana - Dr. Raccoon, MD and Raccoon Ninja.

Pix - I love you people.


Jessica - Jul 29, 2018 6:26:28 am PDT #1227 of 1329
If I want to become a cloud of bats, does each bat need a separate vaccination?

[lightly edited for brevity]

Pix - I'm also glad Gud is working on the new site with better login security and such. I think we may need to tighten up and update our descriptions and such before it premieres, since it likely at least some new people will find their way here [snip] We are so old school in design that I don't expect many people who have the patience for our talky talk, but it's possible.

DXMachina - We could limit post sizes to 140 characters. Would that help?

-t - Bwahahahaha!

I was thinking blink text, etc

Atropa - Animated cursors! Embedded MIDI files you can't turn off!

(There are eBay sellers, right now, in 2018, who use both those things in their auction listings.)

Vortex - I trust Gud, but I love our world, and don't want it to be invaded by, um, newbies? /xenophobic

DXMachina - We could build a big wall on the border. That'd surely work.

Dana - We'll get Angel to pay for it.


Laura - Aug 06, 2018 10:10:55 am PDT #1228 of 1329
Our wings are not tired.

From Bureaucrazy:

Steph:

t this should be an inline GIF indicating agreement

t but it's not

t because WE OLD


Toddson - Aug 22, 2018 4:16:24 am PDT #1229 of 1329
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

From the lovely Atropa, in Natter, following a discussion of how to build a fire:

Aim the hairspray flamethrower at the top of the tent caterpillar nest, and burn your way down


Beverly - Oct 14, 2018 7:31:36 pm PDT #1230 of 1329
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Windsparrow in Delurking:

I find myself getting lurkier and lurkier. My darlings, as we watch the world wobble on its axis, let us cling together. Let us sing like sirens and valkyries, let us gird oursleves with fierce gentleness, let us become weary and take rest, let us nourish and strengthen ourselves together for what will come. I have said this before, but it bears repeating:

I say we celebrate. We celebrate every joyful moment that we can bear to. We celebrate each other. We celebrate victories miniscule and galactic. We celebrate our own worth and we celebrate the worth of every member of the human race. We celebrate the effort that somehow came to naught, and we celebrate the moments when everything simply comes together in a constellation of perfection and there is victory. We celebrate, because to give in to despair will leave us no strength to fight. We celebrate in grey dresses and monotone voices. We celebrate in jeweltones and arias. We will celebrate because this might be the Apocalypse and we have learned from Buffy that when we've done fighting this one, there will be another. We will celebrate because this might be Ragnaroc or it might be Armageddon but we will not go down without a fight. We will celebrate because joy only lives intermingled with grief. We will celebrate because every breath is a giant "Fuck you!" to the mundanity of evil.


Topic!Cindy - Oct 20, 2018 12:22:46 pm PDT #1231 of 1329
What is even happening?

Steph L. in Comedy:

Nervous breakdown!Chidi is my Patronus.


Beverly - Nov 08, 2018 11:41:19 am PST #1232 of 1329
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Jessica in Natter:

I hope Riverdale makes this an annual event where they keep going back each generation until it's just the cast jumping around picking nits off each other in the 2001 ape costumes.


Topic!Cindy - Nov 14, 2018 5:37:22 am PST #1233 of 1329
What is even happening?

In Natter:

-t: The gym has no hot water. I don't know how to cope with this.

Laura: Cold shower?


Beverly - Nov 20, 2018 11:46:01 am PST #1234 of 1329
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

In Natter--

Juliana:

It can't rain all the time.

(Forgive me, I so rarely get to quote The Crow these days.)

Calli: (whose present tag, "What fresh hippy hell is this?" - Grace and Frankie, I adore)

I've been craving corn chips and salsa these last few days. As we won't be gathering for dinner until 6pm, I'm thinking that would make a nice, light, but self-indulgent lunch. It's not popcorn, but it's corn-based. So that's close, right?

I so rarely get to quote The Crow these days.

I've had cause to remember this one over the past several years:

If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.


Laura - Nov 20, 2018 2:09:54 pm PST #1235 of 1329
Our wings are not tired.

Zenkitty in Natter:

"Have her make me an apple pie, Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme, Without no meat nor cow's milk inside, And then she'll be a true love of mine."