as level headed as a cheese and monkeypants discussion can be. bless the monkeypants.

Holy crap. I just read 1000 posts about the Zoe thing in Bcraxy. Brainy hurt. And my participation was both better and worse than I remembered.

Also, I kinda want to punch new-to-the-board me, and shove me in a locker for being such a dork loser.

Sean is me.

I was so shocked and horrified by Allyson... in more recent times I will admit to hoping she would come in with the smackdown.

as level headed as a cheese and monkeypants discussion can be. bless the monkeypants.

So that's why one should not wear cheese on one's head - it makes it hard to be level=headed.

B'crazy reading has totall effed my day.

and this:

Nah, we knew you as a friend of MM's. And he was already stuffed in the locker, so no room.

Makes me laugh after my statement this morning about Joe being a total butthead in there. It was funny reading his stuff.

And also? I was very much absent for a lot of the stuff in there. Which makes me wonder what the hell I was doing? Working? Nah.

Which makes me wonder what the hell I was doing? Working? Nah.

Busy changing your board name as often as you changed your underwear.

Hell, you were actually being on Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

What's the relationship between cheese, monkey-pants, and monkey-groooming, though? Do the pants interfere with the grooming?

(Seriously, off to ship things now. My to-do list has to-do lists.)

However I missed that msbelle was buying a house, so Yay msbelle, and good luck with Mac, I hope you can find some reliable aftercare.

That's why I'm so weirded out about not being present for the Zoe discussion. a) I was part of the board then. b) I thought for sure I had participated. and c) I know there were lots of other discussions in there that I waded in with all sorts of half-assed, ill-formed opinions.

I'm sticking to stuff I was aware of, but not a part of. This exchange about mieskie, nee Schmoker (not yet Anathema) cracks me up:

Perhaps his next visit will go better.

Buffistas, improving your posting experience one posting identity at a time.

Busy changing your board name as often as you changed your underwear.

Shut it.

Because I'm Looking Backwards Guy today, I share unto you...an Anya.

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Angel: "Quickening, But Not The Highlander Kind Of Quickening"

Angelus: I combed my hair!
Darla: You're getting soft.
Holtz: Whereas I'm a lot like Rambo.
Angelus: But I'm bad! Look, I'm biting Holtz's wife. See? Eeeeeevil!
Darla: Eh.

Angel: Darla, can you believe it? A beach ball! We are going to have a beachball!
Darla: Stake me. Why won't you stake me?

Lilah: Does this blackmail video make me look fat?
Mail Clerk: Gotta go! Bye!
Lilah: God, I hate you.
Gavin Park: Yes. I hate you as well. We must now bicker.
Lilah: Must we?
Gavin Park: We must.
Lilah: Well, if we must.

Holtz: I want Angelus.
Demon: Get in line.
Holtz: No, I want to kill him. I really want to kill him. Like, totally dead.
Demon: So, are you saying you want to kill him?

Loud Toothpaste Commercial: Wake up, Recapper, wake up! I have important messages about oral hygiene!
Recapper: Guh! Where was I?

Wesley: Since when am I a gynecologist?
Fred: Obstetrician. You are now an obstetrician.
Wesley: Okay, fine. It's a boy. Just don't ask me how I know.
Angel: A boy? Hmm.
Vampire Fundamentalists: Hmm.
Wolfram & Hart: Hmm.
Evil White Ninja: Hmm.
Chorus of Baddies: Okay. Hand over the Damien.
Angel: Actually, I'm thinking of calling him Scott Evil. I mean, no! Stop it or I'm getting very martial!
Baddies: Oh, rats.

Angel: Road trip?
MoG: Road trip! Road trip!
Darla: Yay.
Holtz: Angelus? Could you clear your schedule? I'm about to kill you.
Angel: Oh, rats.