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A semi-irregular blog of news, opinions, and random ideas about MTV's Daria and its fandom, plus anything else even vaguely Daria related
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"You mine now, bitch!"
"For a second there, I thought you were gonna grab my...nevermind."
"I will really fuck you up this time!"
"Quinn can't save you now, Stacy. PREPARE FOR YOUR DOOM!!!"
"You're the one, Stacy! Don't you understand, you've always been the one!"
Don't lose hope ! We'll finally find a freakin' olympic grade razor for your body hairs !
"I'm sorry, the Stacy you have tried to reach is not in service at this time. If you believe you have reached this message in error, please hang up and try again."
"Quinn is what!?"
"MINE! If I see you lay your sniveling, shy-girl hands on her one more time I WILL BREAK YOU."
"Dammit! I broke this one, too! How many Stacy LoveDroids am I gonna go through before they finally make one that's not so fragile!"
(muttering) "Does not . . . compute . . . I don't . . . understand . . . system shut down . . . compleeeaaaahhhh."
"Sandi . . . you shot those people . . . oh, God."
"Come with me if you want to live."
(last one, I promise)
"Sandi what are you talking about!?"
"Stacy, it's not Sandi, it's Scarlett. Would Sandi dress this way? You've got to help me reverse the spell!"
[arc of a red flash]
[muffled, pitch-lowered noise, not unlike being underwater]
Sandi [calling, unnaturally slow, maybe three-quarter speed]: ...aacy...! Haaave...t...kee...p'movi—
[sharp mortar whistle]
[World starts moving normally again]
This is not peace. It is an armistice for twenty years.—Ferdinand Foch
"Like, I'll get you, my pretty... and if you ever get a little dog, I'll get him, too!"
"NO, NOT BLACK LEAF! NO, NO! I'M GOING TO DIE! Don't make me quit the game. Please don't! Somebody save me! You can't do this!"
"Stacy, get out of here. YOU'RE DEAD! You don't exist any more."
Sandi: Stacey, that sweater violates your membership to the Fashion Club. I will be forced to let you go.
Stacey: But Sandi, we're wearing like practically, the same outfit.
Sandi: But you're sweater is fuzzy. Fuzz, Stacey? Really?
"You are NOT a Fuzzy-Wuzzy We Bit!"
"Come on! Tell me what you saw!"
"No!... NO!... It's too horrible, Sandi... It's too HORRIBLE!!!" (begins sobbing)
"NO, NOT BLACK LEAF! NO, NO! I'M GOING TO DIE! Don't make me quit the game. Please don't! Somebody save me! You can't do this!"
"Stacy, get out of here. YOU'RE DEAD! You don't exist any more."
I got it. You stinker. :)
"Let's see how you handle a fifty-thousand volt static charge from my wool nylons, Stacy the Drip!"
"Is this the first time you've seen Ms. Li naked?"
"I want my cell phone back, Stacy! Where did you hide it? I can hear it buzzing, Stacy, tell me where it is!"
I got it. You stinker. :)
I figured at least ONE person had to. :D
"WHERE.
IS.
THE BOMB?!"
All caption contestery aside, Sandi does look pretty hot in that.
"But Sandi... how did you find out I wrote that ED page about you?"
"You are getting sleepy...sleepy...when you wake from the trance, you will...."
Sandi stopped. Hypnotism was great, but she forgot what she wanted Stacy to do. Oh well, maybe next time....
"TEAK!
TEEAAK!!
TEEEEEAAAAAAK!!!"
"BITCHSLAP!"
LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND KISS ME, YOU LITTLE BITCH!! NOW!!!
"What do you mean President Obama's State of the Union address is going to preempt the season premiere of 'Lost'?"
"You've been told to stop playing with my tazer!!!"
Sandi says, "Now to set this wax statue of Stacy next to the other ones."
Sandi to Stacy: "1.21 gigawatts?! 1.21 gigawatts?! Great scott!"
Sandi to Stacy: "My God, what has Dr. Moreau done to you?!"
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