Coffee On My Monitor Again
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Matt the Bruins Fan in the Buffy Angel thread - this made me laugh and laugh:
Life intruded and kept me from continuing my Angel recaps ages ago when the show was airing, but watching "Origin" on VHS tonight reminded me that I did note down a brief idea for the hypothetical recap that I could share.
WESLEY: We’re more than just our memories.
SHUB-TWIGGURATH: Changes to Fred’s memories changed who she was.
WESLEY: Wait, you’re saying someone tampered with Fred’s mind?
SHUB-TWIGGURATH: A part of her had just been ripped; the pages from her mind were stripped.
WESLEY: My blood runs cold; my memory has just been sold! My—
ANGEL: I’m not sure I like where this conversation is headed.
Pondering the oddities of purported aphrodisiacs in Bitches:
erin_obscure:
Clearly my non-vanilla trends are still in the baking aisle.
In Natter, Sophia Brooks posits that a particular resource would not care to disseminate a bad cite:
You should tell Bartleby's! I am sure they would prefer not to!
In Bitches, smonster:
Nope, it really can't wait, Maria. I've got donations to sort, auction sheets to type up, a parasol to finish painting, and Guilder to frame for it.
In Bitches, sj (and G) pitches, flea knocks it out of the park:
sj -
Gronk. H called at 5:30 to ask me to babysit. Luckily she offered to bring G to me....
G just told me that dinosaurs lived in the 1950s.
flea -
Oh, he's met amych's in-laws?
Sophia:
You know, I feel like Anthony Weiner would have an easier time overcoming tweets of his penis if his name was not a juvenile slang term for penis.
Sophia:
You know, I feel like Anthony Weiner would have an easier time overcoming tweets of his penis if his name was not a juvenile slang term for penis.
Jesse:
You can say that again!
(Note: I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have laughed so hard at Jesse's line if Sophia hadn't already primed me to act like I'm 12.)
>Seriously, Charles
ita !: I swear (uh, for context, they seem to think I'm Charles Maurice de Tallyrand Pergod because they have never heard of email sigs).
Polter-Cow:
they seem to think I'm Charles Maurice de Tallyrand Pergod
You might be; I've never met you.
ita !: To be fair, some people call me Maurice.
Jesse: I call you the gangster of love.
EpicTangent: I've met you once, Space Cowboy is definitely the impression I got.
brenda m: That's Charles Maurice de Tallyrand Pergod ! people, please.
after the migration, in Natter:
-t - Ah, it is good to be back!
msbelle - happy board, warm board, little ball of code
-t - Soft board, sleepy board, load, load, load.
in natter, regarding the library in Dana's house:
Dana
I did have the same thought about just needing Colonel Mustard and a lead pipe.
Gudanov
I think it would also be hard to convince your husband that you need Colonel Mustard and his pipe.
erikaj:
My dad actually helped me with stuff around the house yesterday. First time he's been to my place in, like, years.(we live in the same town, I should note.) But it was nice, we thanked him, but he always has to lie at the end. This time it was "You know, next time you need things like this done, you should just call me." Whatever.
That is so not true it makes Colin Powell look a little better about the yellowcake thing.
The second I ask, you see, I become demanding, and he digs in his heels and whatnot.
Emphasis added to indicate where I snorted so hard I think my insides bled.
