I predict Tigh and Ellen fall into a deep depression after they realize there is no alcohol.
Nah- they just figure out how to let fruit ferment in the sun. 
“Whaddaya hear Starbuck?”
“Nothing but the rain”
“Grab your gun and bring in the cat”
T_T
Goodbye Starbuck. You’re the best viper pilot and my favorite person on the show. You’re so cute I just want to hang out with you. You’re a freelancer for God(s) and you brought the human race to it’s end. I’ll miss you :3
Goodbye Roslin. Your death made me sob hard and I didn’t even think I liked you as much as I apparently did.
Zak - “Something’s broken” /rachelsnort
As long as they keep the toilet paper, all will work out for the best.
It was nice to almost frak you Lee Adama.
The TOS BSG theme song as they fly Galactica into the Sun. Kinda sweet. I would cry if I were an emotional being.
Laura likes to hit it and quit it.
Don’t be talkin bout the President like that, show some respect brohan
I hope that…somewhere out on the wild frontier plain that Laura finds…(sob)…Kevin…Kostner.
'You know…I know about farming" T_T /lip quiver
“I laid out the cabin today. It’s gonna have an easterly view. You should see the light we get here…it’s almost heavenly. It reminds me of you”
T_T
Also I kinda wish the scene with Hera would have ended with her getting pounced by a lion cause it’d just be frakkin hilarious.
Goodbye, Kara. You won’t be forgotten.
(She types while she sobs)
Goodbye Battlestar Galactica. I miss you…
Hey let’s rewatch the whole thing. And the do another podcast arc on it.
Good plan? Good plan.
My face is wet.
Try swallowing the scotch next time. 
Well, I was saved from sobbing through Laura’s death. Work just called and I had to focus elsewhere for a bit…
I know. I poured it all over my face! Silly me.
Work!! Don’t they realize we have a BSG finale frak happening?! Jeez. Priorities.
I know, right? And it was stupid! One of the receivers buzzed for a moment! My stupid minions can’t think for themselves, apparently.
Well, the extended version has now ended. sniffle
Ooookay. So I cried. So what. I’m still a man.
Well, this was fan but it’s later than late. So I will drag myself to bed now.
Good nite, Rachel, Good Nite All.