I’m surprised that none of you seem to realize how bad it is that a lot of writers use this website.
We’ve seen the fandom chaos, and we know how to break you now.
You are truly, absolutely, wonderfully demented!
Oh, you have no idea.
are we just not gonna talk about how the second one is floating?
that’s the power of the gay
What kills me about this is how such a small thing makes Dean light up like a little kid because he obvious doesn’t get presents ever.
Dean
Only Gets
Presents from
Sammy.
welcome to Supernatural where we take everything and make it pain
OMFG I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT CLOCKS GOING FORWARD AND I WAS JUST CHECKING TIME AND IT WAS 2.59 AND IT TURNED 4 AM AND I THOUGHT I TRAVELED IN TIME AND SKIPPED AN HOUR AFTER FREAKING OUT FOR 10 MINUTES I TRIED TO CONCENTRATE AND TRAVEL IN TIME ONCE AGAIN UNTIL I REALIZED WHAT’S REALLY GOING ON AND NOW IM CRYING
do u ever regret making a post at 4 am
or was it 3 am?
no it was 4 am u see that’s why i was confused
do you ever just wanna kinda pack up and leave out of the blue without saying anything to anyone like just leave and start a new life thousands of miles away because i think i would love to do that wow
“HONEY”
“WHAT”
“WHERE’S MY SPEECH NOTES”
“WHAT”
“WHERE. ARE. MY. SPEECH. NOTES.”
“I UHHHH. ORGANISED THEM.”
“WHAT?!”
“WHY DO YOU NEED TO KNOW.”
“I NEED THEM”
“UH UH DON’T YOU THINK ABOUT PRACTISING THAT SPEECH TONIGHT I’VE BEEN PLANNING THIS DINNER FOR MONTHS”
“BUT AMERICA IS IN NEED”
“MY STOMACH IS IN NEED OF THAT FANCY DINNER.”
“YOU TELL ME WHERE MY SPEECH IS WOMAN THIS IS FOR INTERNATIONAL JUSTICE”
“I’M MICHELLE OBAMA. I INVENTED JUSTICE.”
- (I’m running errands for my pregnant wife. While walking to a nearby store, I see two teenagers harassing a child that is only four or five years old. I shoo them away from the boy, and he introduces himself.)
- Me: “So, where’s your mom at?”
- Boy: “She’s in the store. Do you have kids?”
- Me: “Not yet. We’re expecting a baby girl soon, though.”
- Boy: “Well, she’s going to turn out nice, like you! So, I’m going to marry her someday!”
- (I laugh, and play along while I bring him to the service desk, and wait until his mom picks him up. Six years later, my daughter comes home from school and introduces us to a friend that defended her against a bully on the playground. I didn’t recognize him, but he certainly knew who I was!)
i just want perfect skin and hair and teeth and body proportions and endless supplies of money and intelligence is that too much to ask for
