If the apocalypse comes..... Beep me

The count of three isn't a plan. It's Sesame Street!

A cranky Slayer is a careless Slayer.

Can you vague that up for me?

It's alright. Kendra killed the bad lamp!

My spider sense is tingling.

Sorry to interrupt, Willow, but it's the bat-signal.

Kicking ass is comfort food!

Your logic does not resemble our Earth logic

I'm suffering the after-ness of a bad night of badness.

I'll meet you in the library later... If you're not too busy having sex with my mother...

You had sex with Giles? Twice? On the hood of a police car!??

I may be dead but I'm still pretty... which is more than I can say for you.

My boyfriend had a bicenttenial.

My life happens to, on occasion, suck beyond the telling of it!