just in time
7.11
"Adventures in Babysitting"
OH MY GOD THEY'RE PLAYING ONE OF MY SONG.
CROWLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYY!!!!!! DEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!!! BOBBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY HEART. MY CREYS. MY FEELS. GODDAMNIT.
IT'S THAT GUY!!!?!?!!! Wait. DON'T KILL HIM YET.
WEEK ONE. WHAT THE FUCK IS WEEK ONE. DID YOU KILL BOBBY. FUCK YOU DID YOU SERIOUSLY FOR REAL KILL BOBBY. YOU SONS OF BITCHES. I WILL BURN EVERYTHING YOU LOVE. I WILL MAKE YOU INTO SHOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS GODDAMN YOU ALL. I SWEAR TO ALL THAT IS HOLY BOBBY BETTER BE IN A MOTHER FUCKING COMA OR I SWEAR TO GOD???!?!?!?!?!!!!!!?!?!?!??!!??!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!!!!
S: Dean, I mean. Should we be telling people? .....Dean, you wanna call Bobby's people, or not?
FUCK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
TELL ME WHAT YOU'VE DONE WITH BOBBY GODDAMNIT. SAM. TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED TO BOBBY. TELL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. OH GOD DEAN SAID 'LAST BREATH'
OH MY GOD DISAPPEARING BEER. WHAT. THE. FUCK. DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN *clings*
SIDEBURN.
WHAT. WHAT. GODDAMNIT. YOU CAN'T. YOU DIDN'T. FUCK YOU. FUCK. YOU.
Kid: Just so you know, 911's on speed-dial *brandishes phone* One button.
Wow Sam you are about twenty kinds of awkward with this kid. Girl. Whatever.
*wibble* Just. Damnit. I DON'T WANT TO KNOW THESE THINGS.
also, why is the car red. RED?!
Sweet Jesus H Frog on a pogo stick. GUNS.
You know even when this show is RIPPING OUT MY FUCKING HEART I still have time to appreciate my knife kink...
D: Fair's fair, douchebag
D: Bobby died for those numbers
*hiccups* THIS CAN'T BE REAL. IF BOBBY IS DEAD I WILL FUCKING. I DON'T KNOW.
You know what you need? A little LSD, little shiatsu...
A field. In Wisconsin. Okay then.
But no, seriously. Missing beer. Time lapse: 4 days vs 4 weeks. THERE BETTER BE A TWIST AT THE END OF THIS FUCKING MESS.
D: Relax, it's a field. Not the Death Star.
Costume??
Frank: Now get up in that cherry picker....
D: I don't know how to drive that thing.
god that is absolutely terrifying no for real I am motherfucking terrified of heights and there are cameras everywhere and it's a FIELD.
I sort of really love Frank.
F: You look horrific, when's the last time you slept a night?
vetala. okay then.
again: SIDEBURNS. Of DOOM, motherfuckers.
You know that waitress doesn't look anything like a scary monster of the week OH HELL. THEY'RE BOTH SCARY FUCKING MONSTERS AND SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
"Adventures in Babysitting"
OH MY GOD THEY'RE PLAYING ONE OF MY SONG.
CROWLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYY!!!!!! DEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!!! BOBBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY HEART. MY CREYS. MY FEELS. GODDAMNIT.
IT'S THAT GUY!!!?!?!!! Wait. DON'T KILL HIM YET.
WEEK ONE. WHAT THE FUCK IS WEEK ONE. DID YOU KILL BOBBY. FUCK YOU DID YOU SERIOUSLY FOR REAL KILL BOBBY. YOU SONS OF BITCHES. I WILL BURN EVERYTHING YOU LOVE. I WILL MAKE YOU INTO SHOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS GODDAMN YOU ALL. I SWEAR TO ALL THAT IS HOLY BOBBY BETTER BE IN A MOTHER FUCKING COMA OR I SWEAR TO GOD???!?!?!?!?!!!!!!?!?!?!??!!??!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!!!!
S: Dean, I mean. Should we be telling people? .....Dean, you wanna call Bobby's people, or not?
FUCK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
TELL ME WHAT YOU'VE DONE WITH BOBBY GODDAMNIT. SAM. TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED TO BOBBY. TELL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. OH GOD DEAN SAID 'LAST BREATH'
OH MY GOD DISAPPEARING BEER. WHAT. THE. FUCK. DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN *clings*
SIDEBURN.
WHAT. WHAT. GODDAMNIT. YOU CAN'T. YOU DIDN'T. FUCK YOU. FUCK. YOU.
Kid: Just so you know, 911's on speed-dial *brandishes phone* One button.
Wow Sam you are about twenty kinds of awkward with this kid. Girl. Whatever.
*wibble* Just. Damnit. I DON'T WANT TO KNOW THESE THINGS.
also, why is the car red. RED?!
Sweet Jesus H Frog on a pogo stick. GUNS.
You know even when this show is RIPPING OUT MY FUCKING HEART I still have time to appreciate my knife kink...
D: Fair's fair, douchebag
D: Bobby died for those numbers
*hiccups* THIS CAN'T BE REAL. IF BOBBY IS DEAD I WILL FUCKING. I DON'T KNOW.
You know what you need? A little LSD, little shiatsu...
A field. In Wisconsin. Okay then.
But no, seriously. Missing beer. Time lapse: 4 days vs 4 weeks. THERE BETTER BE A TWIST AT THE END OF THIS FUCKING MESS.
D: Relax, it's a field. Not the Death Star.
Costume??
Frank: Now get up in that cherry picker....
D: I don't know how to drive that thing.
god that is absolutely terrifying no for real I am motherfucking terrified of heights and there are cameras everywhere and it's a FIELD.
I sort of really love Frank.
F: You look horrific, when's the last time you slept a night?
vetala. okay then.
again: SIDEBURNS. Of DOOM, motherfuckers.
You know that waitress doesn't look anything like a scary monster of the week OH HELL. THEY'RE BOTH SCARY FUCKING MONSTERS AND SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM