LOVE the homage
Yoooooooouuuuu are too big a guest star to be a nothing role
I love roboSam a LOT. A lot a lot. I want an entire world of fic with roboSam as a distinct character.
Empathy man, empathy!
JIMINY CRICKET.
JIMINY.
CRICKET.
I ship roboSam/everybody-within-a-five-mile-radius.
I love that Dean now has a specific LOOK for Sam that means, "Please do not murder anybody in the next five minutes."
Evil pocketwatch! Bad Sam, no maiming! You know, Jiminy ...
I ship roboSam/Dean. I ship roboSam/Dean/Sam. Fuck it, I ship roboSam/Sam! I also ship roboSam/the-fact-that-Dean's-ringtone-is-still-Smoke-on-the-Water!
UFO! UFOOOOOOOOOOOO! Close encounter! CLOSE ENCOUNTER!
I think the fourth kind's a butt thing. Empathy, Sam! Empathy!
Yep, roboSam/EVERYONE IN THE WORLD.
Uh, by the way, there is no spiked eggnog involved in this episode review. NONE.
What kind of phone does Dean have? It is vitally important to me to know whether Dean Winchester has a Blackberry.
WHAT IS THIS MUSIC. WHAT.
I LOVE YOU ROBOSAM. I'VE HAD TIME TO ADJUST. HALF AN HOUR. HAVE YOU CONSIDERED THE POSSIBILITY THAT YOU SUCK.
Ehehehhee, and Dean comes up shooting.
Ahahahahahahaha Sam. Oh my god. Dean walks in on Sam. "They brought your brother back."
... was that CHEST HAIR? Some of you will appreciate what that means to me.
Grabby incandescent douchebags.
Also, Sam in a T-shirt.
"You'rrrre ... upset."
OH MY GOD it is a corn-themed motel room. It is a corn-themed motel room, Dean just walked in on Sam having sex, Sam is wearing a T-shirt and bare feet, my life is complete.
Ahahahaha, roboSam, you LOSE at being comforting. Your Safe Room probably smells like spunk.
Probing table!
Deeeeeeeean, I love you a lot. I'm gonna, I'm gonna take a shower now.
Dean is pretty. Sam is a lech. That waitress reminds me of a girl I work with.
You sit in the dark and you, you feel the loss.
IT WOULD BE IN THE DARK.
BRB DYING OF THE WINNINGEST WIN.
ROBOSAM. OHHHH, ROBOSAM. RoboSam, I want you to have your own talk show where you give people insensitive, pragmatic advice on their love lives.
That guy in the window is totally a zombie. An invisible zombie.
SPN can afford Bowie songs????
Dean is having a showdown with Tinkerbell to a Bowie soundtrack. I am SO HAPPY. SO. HAPPY. AND DRUNK. DEAN JUST LOCKED TINKERBELL IN THE MICROWAVE. OH SHOW. AND CACKLED IN TRIUMPH.
<3 Dean and his little glowing hot naked lady with nipples and SHE HIT ME <3
I feel like roboSam is kind of geekSam in his purest form.
That is some amazing forest wallpaper.
This woman is totally my cousin P. Please don't let my cousin P be right about the world.
... Dean's been servicing Oberon?
SAM ASKS SERIOUSLY.
DEAN DOES NOT ANSWER.
CANON: DEAN HAS BEEN SERVICING OBERON, KING OF THE FAIRIES.
Also, they love cream.
Ehehehehe iron, silver, and salt. And tiny teacups.
It's like Sedona, Arizona crapped in here.
Do you have bigger cups? <3 roboSam
God, is it on me? I feel like I've got the crazy on me!
Oh my god you guys, what is even going on with this episode? There are cream-fed fairy machinists.
Sam making gruff threats about elves is wigging me out. Guys. Guys. This is not acceptable.
AUGH my roommate just came home and distracted me. Now Dean's walking down an alley looking paranoid. Is there a Yorkie about?
Holy fuck, is Dean being arrested for gay-bashing?
I'm not cool with that joke.
CREAM HITS EM LIKE TEQUILA.
Wait, leprachaun?
I tooooooold you you were too big a guest star to be a throwaway!
I would like to note that Sam is fighting an invisible leprachaun.
Sam is being TAUNTED by an invisible leprachaun.
Is "Sam's soul" the new "Dean's self esteem"?
... Sam is attractive. And growly.
"Angels, oh please." Dude, I hear you.
Now there's a fight scene ... two fight scenes ... and I'm just like, "what would this episode be like if I were sober?"
He's coooooouuuuuuuunting!
I HATE HATE HATE SPN's organ-tastic "something witty is going on" music. I associate it with Tall Tales. It is a BLIGHT on the musical landscape.
Okay, there was just an ad for the CIA's clandestine service. Do they really need to advertise? Do they really need to advertise for SPN viewers?
Oh, oh. The Impala is parked. There is a cooler. They are cracking open beers.
Second thoughts about getting your soul back. DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
Talk to me, people!