6.12 PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME
Dear Dean,
For a guy who quit wearin' a watch and doesn't want to think about how long he's been alive, that sure is a giant mess of resouled brother gold watches you've got there. I love you and your shortness term ability to keep secrets. I love that you wear that bucket helmet of Saint What's-His-Name with pride when you get to blow. shit. up. Also, dude, that was a kickass hand-rail jump kick thing you did. Approved. Now, how about we go tell the world, OH YEAH, WELL YER MOM.
Yours in the failboat of surreptitiousness,
Lid
Dear Sam,
I like beer with my ham and cheese, too! And hugs. And I wondered what would have happened if you'd been the one to try to pull the sword out... Also, for someone who was not moving around a whole lot in this episode (besides The Crowbar of Destiny!), watching you run to catch up on an entire year's worth of stuff exhausted me. P.S. You can stop that now, please. Knowing and remembering are not the same thing. I like it when you breathe.
Yours with the IV drip of Badassness,
Lid
Dear Show,
You know, everything was really awesome with the plane and the graphics and all that but the stuff that got my heart skipping... was all the Impala shots. She just felt.. happier. Her Sammy was back! She is happy. And riding in the back seat listening to them talk... taking in the beats while we drove down the street... I was so there, man. CAN WE HAVE MORE OF THAT??? I WANT MORE OF THAT.
Yours playing drums on the bench seat,
Lid