Where's the praising and extolling of my virtues? Where's the love?

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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 - Dec 14, 2011 10:23:44 am PST #764 of 1328
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Matt tBF in Movies, musing on retroactive distaste for Tom Cruise:

I can still enjoy watching Cruise in Inteview with the Vampire but perhaps it's that the role of a vain, predatory monster that's desperate to maintain relevance to changing times by latching on to his younger victims and building a pseudo-family with them doesn't conflict that much with my off-camera impression of him.


Beverly - Dec 15, 2011 4:56:28 pm PST #765 of 1328
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

ChiKat, in Bitches:

My personal fav is "I have 6,000 sex toys and would like to use them on you."

Ummmm.......no.

Please note that this is not because I'm against sex toys. In fact, I am very much in favor of them. However:

1) This was an initial email. Not exactly nice to meet you conversation.

2) 6,000??? Really?? That's a serious monetary investment. And, let's do the math. Assume you were to use 3 per day. That's still several YEARS worth of toys.

3) And this is my biggest issue, how many used them before me? Not enough ngah in the world.


Tom Scola - Dec 16, 2011 5:35:40 am PST #766 of 1328
Mr. Scola’s wardrobe by Botany 500

Steph:

I work in the pixel mines every day! Those pixels are heavy! SO HEAVY.

I threw out my back kerning one day. It's brutal.


Glamcookie - Dec 21, 2011 7:31:23 am PST #767 of 1328
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Perkins in Natter:

Holy shit did today suck.

You guys should be glad my home Internet is outt, so I can only do an iPhone's worth of whining.


smonster - Dec 21, 2011 9:49:50 am PST #768 of 1328
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Cass in Natter:

Sleep is the nectar of the gods. The bastards just hate sharing.


Java cat - Dec 22, 2011 6:09:40 pm PST #769 of 1328
Not javachik

This cracked me up. Haven’t we all had a day like this especially around the holidays?

msbelle in Goodbye 2011:

It's all good.
- this message brought to [you] by extra carbs and lorazapan.


smonster - Dec 24, 2011 10:35:35 am PST #770 of 1328
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Festiveness in Natter, with Polter-Cow:

Merry Christmas! Wipe your ass with STYLE!


amych - Dec 24, 2011 12:35:10 pm PST #771 of 1328
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Amy in Natter (awwww! allergies!)

On the first day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me An echidna in a pear tree.

On the second day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the third day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Three corsets, Two tiara, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Four French kisses, Three corsets, Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Five F2Fs, Four French kisses, Three corsets, Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Six slayers slaying, Five F2Fs, Four French kisses, Three corsets, Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Seven hobbits drinking, Six slayers slaying, Five F2Fs, Four French kisses, Three corsets, Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Eight Doctors who-ing, Seven hobbits drinking, Six slayers slaying, Five F2Fs, Four French kisses, Three corsets, Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Nine Oxford commas, Eight Doctors who-ing, Seven hobbits drinking, Six slayers slaying, Five F2Fs, Four French kisses, Three corsets, Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Ten kitty pictures, Nine Oxford commas, Eight Doctors who-ing, Seven hobbits drinking, Six slayers slaying, Five F2Fs, Four French kisses, Three corsets, Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Eleven fanfics written, Ten kitty pictures, Nine Oxford commas, Eight Doctors who-ing, Seven hobbits drinking, Six slayers slaying, Five F2Fs, Four French kisses, Three corsets, Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my Buffistas sent to me Twelve Scola smiles, Eleven fanfics written, Ten kitty pictures, Nine Oxford commas, Eight Doctors who-ing, Seven hobbits drinking, Six slayers slaying, Five F2Fs, Four French kisses, Three corsets, Two tiaras, And an echidna in a pear tree.


SailAweigh - Dec 28, 2011 5:12:18 am PST #772 of 1328
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Laura in Bitches:

How we feel about our own competency is usually not accurate. Borrow some of Newt's self confidence. He has plenty to spare.


Beverly - Dec 28, 2011 10:53:49 pm PST #773 of 1328
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Matt the Bruins fan in Natter:

If I start breaking out the steam vacuum to do my floors at 11:15 at night y'all will send an exorcist over to drive Monica Geller's spirit out of my body, right?