& one more time
LOOK AT SAMMY SWINGING THAT SHOVEL *fans self* OH SAM.
D: Great, psychic ghost bitch on a leash.
Nate Berkus shout-out, yeeeeeah! ;)
S: I'm kinda doubting they sell ashwood altars at the Gas-N-Sip.
You know, I think it's the pawn shop guy. Have no idea why mind you. Except he seems sketch. Especially after that 'It's the least I can do, I just heard about poor Camille...' Yeah right, buddy.
*snorts* Ya think that salt ring is big enough Deano?
Melanie: Does it hurt em - burning their bones?
D: I never relly thought about it. I guess.
M: Good.
S: You're...not a necromancer.
Lady: This is a lamaze class, I swear.
S: I believe you.
Ah, okay then. It's a whole 'I'm a real one, but I don't get any credit' thing. I dig.
Pawnshop guy: Margaret's happy to kill [work?] for me. She likes the leash.
I actually like Margaret. We should have Margaret fic.
Poor Dean, tho. He keeps getting his ass handed to him by a 19th century girl. Tsk.
D: In the bed? They were in the bed?
S: I'm gonna. uh. Do something outside.
Melanie: You didn't send that ghost, but thank you for coming to kill it.
M: I wish we'd met on a better week.
D: I wish I had better weeks.
D: That's your stuff.
S: Yeah, yeah I figured we'd take one car.
I still don't think he actually does get it. But I don't actually care as they're back together for the time being and that's what I wanted from this ep.
S: You can't just look me in the face and tell me you're fine...
D: Ever since Cas I've had a hard time trusting anybody. [EVER SINCE CAS *runs around screaming*]
MY BOYS *clings*
D: Great, psychic ghost bitch on a leash.
Nate Berkus shout-out, yeeeeeah! ;)
S: I'm kinda doubting they sell ashwood altars at the Gas-N-Sip.
You know, I think it's the pawn shop guy. Have no idea why mind you. Except he seems sketch. Especially after that 'It's the least I can do, I just heard about poor Camille...' Yeah right, buddy.
*snorts* Ya think that salt ring is big enough Deano?
Melanie: Does it hurt em - burning their bones?
D: I never relly thought about it. I guess.
M: Good.
S: You're...not a necromancer.
Lady: This is a lamaze class, I swear.
S: I believe you.
Ah, okay then. It's a whole 'I'm a real one, but I don't get any credit' thing. I dig.
Pawnshop guy: Margaret's happy to kill [work?] for me. She likes the leash.
I actually like Margaret. We should have Margaret fic.
Poor Dean, tho. He keeps getting his ass handed to him by a 19th century girl. Tsk.
D: In the bed? They were in the bed?
S: I'm gonna. uh. Do something outside.
Melanie: You didn't send that ghost, but thank you for coming to kill it.
M: I wish we'd met on a better week.
D: I wish I had better weeks.
D: That's your stuff.
S: Yeah, yeah I figured we'd take one car.
I still don't think he actually does get it. But I don't actually care as they're back together for the time being and that's what I wanted from this ep.
S: You can't just look me in the face and tell me you're fine...
D: Ever since Cas I've had a hard time trusting anybody. [EVER SINCE CAS *runs around screaming*]
MY BOYS *clings*