oh friday
7.18
"Party On, Garth"
YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I LOVE GARTH COMING BACK
Dude. You're pulling a Jenny Greentree on em
GARTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ILU BB <333333
G: ...You've been Garth'ed
*rolls around flailing* OH MY SWEET JESUS I LOVE HIM SO MU-HUH-HUCCCCCCCCH
Uh. Wow. So that kid is screwed....yup. Damn, you have to feel bad for the parents :<
G: Wait, no way! How is that possible - I Garth'ed her!
DAMNIT DEAN, HOW CAN YOU NOT REMEMBER GARTH?!?!?!!!!!!?!?!
Garth. Fitzgerald. THE FOURTH.
Corporal Brown...Corporal James Brown *unholy screeching*
G: No, I just look good in uniform.
S: Hey, have either of you heard of ThighSlapper Ale?
G: Is that a stripper or a beverage?
Marie: She's angry and grieving and this is America?
Don't I know that ale guy from somewhere O.o
DUDE. DUDE. OUT DOWN THAT VODKA, WOMAN. OH GOD SHE GAVE THE WRONG JUICE TO THAT KID.
Again with the creepy kid.
but really - THAT was enough to get that kid drunk? holy hell woman, how much fuckin vodka did you put in there
Noooooooo, that's not creepy at all. Noooooooooooo.
OH MY GODOHMY GOD OH MYGODOHMY GOD *shudders*
G: Dude, I just drank a whole beer - of course I'm drunk.
OH. JESUS.
MR. FIZZLES MR. MOTHERFUCKING. FIZZLES.
But I'll be goddamn, Fizzles gets results
HE SAID 'GRODY'
AND PINGED TO THE FACT ABOUT THE FLASK AND THE POSSIBLE BOBBY GHOST AND OH MY GOD I LOVE HIM EVEN MORE NOW. GARTH, I LOVE YOUR FACE. YOU ARE OBVSLY MY SOULMATE <333
FUCK ME. SAM CALLED HIM ON THE DRINKING AGAIN 'I mean, can you even get drunk anymore....or is it like drinking a vitamin or something?'
ME. LIKEY. *snort* y'all are lucky you have your looks....and what exactly are you drinking there, Deano?
FUCK. THIS IS AWKWARD. GARTH TO THE RESCUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I HOPE TO GOD THE TWO OF YOU DID NOT DRIVE. NO. I MEAN IT. I HAVE FEELINGS ABOUT DUIs, OKAY.
Also, did you just come up to a guy in a restaurant and ask him to translate a box. Really.
SHOJO. Alright, bring it.
G: I'm not feelin' the love
G: What's shojo?
D: Japanese booze monster.
Samurai sword with Shinto blessing. Suuuuuuuure, of course there's one of those just lying around.
OH MY GOD SAM PULLED OUT A OUIJA BOARD A LA IN MY TIME OF DYING AND TRIED TO TALK TO BOBBY *curls into ball*
Again with the random chef guy. God only knows what that dude thinks about all this shit >_>
GARTH *draws sparkly hearts*
Noooooo Sam, you don't look like a creeper at all.
G: COME WITH ME IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!
What the hell Dean - you're asking if Sam's okay to drive?
NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU DON'T HURT MY GARTH GODDAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!!
NO. I MEAN IT. I WILL FUCKING END YOU.
Also, MOVING SWORDS. DEAN TRYING TO TALK TO HIM. OH MY GOD OHMYGOD MAH BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND SAM, WITH THE WATCHING HIM FROM AROUND THE CORNER *wrings hands* WHAT DO I DO WITH ALL THESE FEELINGS?!?!?!?!!!???
FUCK Y'ALL. HUG HIM GODDAMNIT. That's better. Good boy, Dean.
Oh god - they're gonna talk about their Bobby!feelings. WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DOOOOOOOOOOOO???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
S: When that beer went poof, I went a little nuts.
DON'T TRY TO EXPLAIN AWAY BOBBY. DO. NOT. GODDAMNIT AND IF HE IS -
FUCK MY WHOLE GODDAMN LIFE
BOBBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Party On, Garth"
YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I LOVE GARTH COMING BACK
Dude. You're pulling a Jenny Greentree on em
GARTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ILU BB <333333
G: ...You've been Garth'ed
*rolls around flailing* OH MY SWEET JESUS I LOVE HIM SO MU-HUH-HUCCCCCCCCH
Uh. Wow. So that kid is screwed....yup. Damn, you have to feel bad for the parents :<
G: Wait, no way! How is that possible - I Garth'ed her!
DAMNIT DEAN, HOW CAN YOU NOT REMEMBER GARTH?!?!?!!!!!!?!?!
Garth. Fitzgerald. THE FOURTH.
Corporal Brown...Corporal James Brown *unholy screeching*
G: No, I just look good in uniform.
S: Hey, have either of you heard of ThighSlapper Ale?
G: Is that a stripper or a beverage?
Marie: She's angry and grieving and this is America?
Don't I know that ale guy from somewhere O.o
DUDE. DUDE. OUT DOWN THAT VODKA, WOMAN. OH GOD SHE GAVE THE WRONG JUICE TO THAT KID.
Again with the creepy kid.
but really - THAT was enough to get that kid drunk? holy hell woman, how much fuckin vodka did you put in there
Noooooooo, that's not creepy at all. Noooooooooooo.
OH MY GODOHMY GOD OH MYGODOHMY GOD *shudders*
G: Dude, I just drank a whole beer - of course I'm drunk.
OH. JESUS.
MR. FIZZLES MR. MOTHERFUCKING. FIZZLES.
But I'll be goddamn, Fizzles gets results
HE SAID 'GRODY'
AND PINGED TO THE FACT ABOUT THE FLASK AND THE POSSIBLE BOBBY GHOST AND OH MY GOD I LOVE HIM EVEN MORE NOW. GARTH, I LOVE YOUR FACE. YOU ARE OBVSLY MY SOULMATE <333
FUCK ME. SAM CALLED HIM ON THE DRINKING AGAIN 'I mean, can you even get drunk anymore....or is it like drinking a vitamin or something?'
ME. LIKEY. *snort* y'all are lucky you have your looks....and what exactly are you drinking there, Deano?
FUCK. THIS IS AWKWARD. GARTH TO THE RESCUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I HOPE TO GOD THE TWO OF YOU DID NOT DRIVE. NO. I MEAN IT. I HAVE FEELINGS ABOUT DUIs, OKAY.
Also, did you just come up to a guy in a restaurant and ask him to translate a box. Really.
SHOJO. Alright, bring it.
G: I'm not feelin' the love
G: What's shojo?
D: Japanese booze monster.
Samurai sword with Shinto blessing. Suuuuuuuure, of course there's one of those just lying around.
OH MY GOD SAM PULLED OUT A OUIJA BOARD A LA IN MY TIME OF DYING AND TRIED TO TALK TO BOBBY *curls into ball*
Again with the random chef guy. God only knows what that dude thinks about all this shit >_>
GARTH *draws sparkly hearts*
Noooooo Sam, you don't look like a creeper at all.
G: COME WITH ME IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!
What the hell Dean - you're asking if Sam's okay to drive?
NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU DON'T HURT MY GARTH GODDAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!!
NO. I MEAN IT. I WILL FUCKING END YOU.
Also, MOVING SWORDS. DEAN TRYING TO TALK TO HIM. OH MY GOD OHMYGOD MAH BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND SAM, WITH THE WATCHING HIM FROM AROUND THE CORNER *wrings hands* WHAT DO I DO WITH ALL THESE FEELINGS?!?!?!?!!!???
FUCK Y'ALL. HUG HIM GODDAMNIT. That's better. Good boy, Dean.
Oh god - they're gonna talk about their Bobby!feelings. WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DOOOOOOOOOOOO???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
S: When that beer went poof, I went a little nuts.
DON'T TRY TO EXPLAIN AWAY BOBBY. DO. NOT. GODDAMNIT AND IF HE IS -
FUCK MY WHOLE GODDAMN LIFE
BOBBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!