msbelle in Natter, writing lisah's vows for her:

Chicago Bob, As I sat to write these vows I was overcome with emotion, or perhaps it was gas, but the point is, I was feeling a little bloated. First things first, let's all just acknowledge that I am a sexy bitch and you are lucky as hell to spend the rest of your days with me. People, am I right? OK, now that that is out of the way, You, you are...wait, I had the stuff about you here somewhere (fumble with paper)....I swear, I really wrote some topnotch schmaltz. Well, um, off the top of my head: A is for Awesome, which you are; B is for Bob, your name, duh; C is for Chicago, where there is a lovely condo for sale if anyone is interested;.........

flea: Watch out, David. You could be a mere shirt away from being arrested on Cops.

DavisS: I frequently wear two shirts just to stay under their radar.

In Buffy and Angel 1, regarding Eve and her memorableness or lack thereof:

Polter-Cow: I remembered her. But I thought she was pretty.

Cass: I remembered her too. She was the bad casting and writing that was wrapped around a naked Lindsey. She obscured some of the tattoos.

msbelle cracks me up in Natter:

Fair warning, I would pick a fight with Fred Rogers in my current mood, fucking cardigans.

billytea, discussing Doctor Who in natter:

[The Doctor's] instructions were flawed.

I'm not really sure what other instructions you give for a Dalek adventure. Nuance is rare (though ninth Doctor "Dalek" managed pretty well). Still, it gave rise to one awesome adventure:

Time Lord: "ZOMG Daleks R teh suxxors! Do something about it, will you? kthxbye."

Doctor: "Invisible krav maga."

Harry and Sarah: <variously get shot at, tortured, enslaved in a radioactive rocket silo and at one point nearly eaten by a giant walking clam>

Nyder: "Ceiling Nazi is watching you plotsturbate."

Davros: "YOU! ARE! MY! CREATIONS! DESTROY! THE! THALS! AND! THEN! CLEAN! YOUR! ROOM!"

Daleks: "THE! DOCTOR! HAS! GIVEN! US! A! TEENAGER! GENE! YOU! ARE! NOT! THE! BOSS! OF! US!"

Good Guys: "Bling to the rescue!"

Okay, it's the juxtaposition that just about killed me.

ChiKat: I can always count on Natter for a topic of conversation that will get my mind off ickyness. Cannibalism and ass hooks. Yes.

Today has not been fun. I had to yell at a group of kids today for deleting the video of another group. And, my speech class is filled with some kids who make me want to weep for the future of our country. I ask them a question and they stare blankly at me. I tell them where they can find the answers and I watch drool drip out of their slackjawed mouths. I tell them I'll wait to find the answer and watch them barely move. I ask the question again and no response. I tell them I'm actually waiting for an answer. Finally I see signs of life. I talk them through the answer and then ask the question again. And even though I just gave them the answer, I get blank looks again.

Amy: I really wish I wasn't wondering if it tasted like chicken now.

In Bitches:

Cass: It's the PNW, that's the only kind of sun we have most of the year. It's like the Charlie Brown Christmas tree of suns.

Words of wisdom in Natter:

sarameg: If you put your gloves on the radiator and your cats like to sleep on the radiator, do not attempt to use your gloves to remove cathair from your shirt.

Jessica in Natter: Oh thank god the 200+ posts I woke up to were just people describing their panties. I was worried we'd had some kind of horrible flame war.

Tom Scola in Bitches: For all my deep metaphysical issues, the first place I always turn to is HuffPo.