Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.

'Underneath'


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.


smonster - Nov 13, 2009 9:37:27 am PST #291 of 1328
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

In Natter:

tommyrot: Man uses remote to control his 'bionic bottom'

Frankenbuddha: See, and I always saw Steve Austin as a top.


Pix - Nov 14, 2009 12:15:51 pm PST #292 of 1328
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

In Natter:

Jessica:

DEAR FACEBOOK,

MY MOM HAS PLENTY OF FRIENDS. BACK OFF.


erikaj - Nov 17, 2009 5:32:37 pm PST #293 of 1328
I'm a fucking amazing catch!--Fiona Gallagher, Shameless(US)

From Natter, cause movie allusions rock(especially with pets): wish I'd had video years ago when Mister Kitty met the neighbor's chihuahua. It was a little like that, except with 1000 time more spastic dog, and MK didn't swap or even turn his ears back: just placed a paw on pup's forehead and just pushed him away all "CHILL MAN." billytea - Nov 17, 2009 6:39:08 pm PST #19913 of 19921 Mark Block According to moral relativism, ethics become subjective as you approach the speed of light.

I wish I'd had video years ago when Mister Kitty met the neighbor's chihuahua. It was a little like that, except with 1000 time more spastic dog, and MK didn't swap or even turn his ears back: just placed a paw on pup's forehead and just pushed him away all "CHILL MAN."

YOU MUST CHILL! I HAVE HIDDEN YOUR SNOSAGES!


brenda m - Nov 17, 2009 5:35:47 pm PST #294 of 1328
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Oh god. Now I'm remembering the time when Lucy was bugging me and I was eating an apple and I peeled the sticker off and stuck it on snout just above her nose. She spent literally like ten minutes leaping into the air trying to get it. That was the days before cameras had video (and, um, YouTube) so my chance at winning $10 grand on one of those funniest video shows was irretrievably lost.


Deena - Nov 18, 2009 3:17:32 am PST #295 of 1328
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

In Natter:

Sparky: I just feel so betrayed by Darwin. I thought the stupid people were supposed to be culled from the herd by now.

Gudanov: I blame airbags.


smonster - Nov 18, 2009 6:52:49 am PST #296 of 1328
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

erikaj muses on the finer points of freakness in Bitches:

At this point in my life, I know I'm a freak...I just have to aim for being the "c'est chic" kind, rather than the "OMG, what is she ON?" kind.


Calli - Nov 21, 2009 3:26:26 am PST #297 of 1328
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

From late-night Natter:

shrift: There are 20 or 30 completely overdressed hipster teens in the alley behind my building. They seem to be congregating there aimlessly, and have given me dirty looks for standing on my back porch to smoke because I'm, like, some stupid bitch who might call the cops. I'm almost tempted to call the cops because I'm concerned they don't understand that they're completely overdressed and in Uptown. Kids these days.

However, 30 Hipsters in the Alley could make an excellent band name.

DavidS: How about: 30 Hipsters I Hosed Down In The Alley?

shrift: Now we're getting into song title territory. How about: If I Were Sufjan Stevens' Evil Twin, I Would Still Have the Longest Song Titles in History, But They Would Include More Die Die Hipsters Die in That Alley in Uptown Chicago Where History Hasn't Been Made Since the Jazz Age And Thus Your Fedora Is Ironic, or, 'Oh Look, Turtles!'


Trudy Booth - Nov 24, 2009 7:27:54 pm PST #298 of 1328
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

msbelle: Jesse - were you looking at cables at like a BestBuy? I feel like their cables are always like "gold-plated" or "80-ft long with nuclear bomb resistant coating" and a minimum of $45 each.


Zenkitty - Nov 25, 2009 4:01:26 pm PST #299 of 1328
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Steph, tickling me in Bitches:

We have 4 very hairy pets in a 900-square-foot house. It's like living inside a vacuum cleaner bag.


Frankenbuddha - Nov 25, 2009 7:55:40 pm PST #300 of 1328
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Because it made me laugh and laugh, bon bon, on seeing the new Twilight movie:

there was an audible sound of one girl hitting puberty when Tyler Lautner took off his shirt for the first time -- like a strangled shriek.