-t, in Natter:
It does seem like a whole bale of hay. Surely the last straw is in there.
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-t, in Natter:
It does seem like a whole bale of hay. Surely the last straw is in there.
Hec: Because you know one place you don't want to be snowed in? The Donner Pass.
-t: Not without company, anyway
Sophia Brooks: Our HR/benefit office is now the "Office of Total Rewards".
Jessica: Is it staffed by three Capital One cards in a trenchcoat?
Natter with no context of course.
meara: Quiet around here. What’s up?
Steph L. Well, I was throwing a knife.
Dana And the rest of us were ducking.
Traditional pocket friends greeting (Allyson in Natter):
I DONT KNOW WHO YOU ARE BUT YOU HAVE A LOW USER NUMBER SO I ASSUME THAT WE ARE VERY OLD FRIENDS.
In Streaming 1: There Goes the Weekend:
Atropa: Tim Burton is going to be directing a live-action "coming of age" show about Wednesday Addams. I have many conflicting feelings about this. SO. MANY.
Calli: Well, Burton has a solid chance of getting the aesthetic right, but I'm not sure how Johnny Depp will do as Wednesday.
In Movies...
Toddson: Am I the last person to know that Spielberg is remaking West Side Story?
Matt the Bruins fan: Well, we know he has the Sharks covered...
askye: We don't have trees close enough to put up a hammock that way so it's a hammock stand or no hammock.
Noisedesign: We all know where I stand on this.
Matt the Bruins fan: Next to a lone tree with a hammock you can't use?
Fandom in a nutshell:
t: I demand y'all make your Kang figures duel! And/or kiss. I'm not picky
flea: But also people you’re not supposed to say “wow! That’s a decision all right!” You’re supposed to tell me what to do with my life.
Sparky1: We're better at the "what's for lunch" level of what to do with your life.