A U D I O ][ SNOW'S A BITCH. HATING ON EVERYONE.

[pyromatique]

[ Gentle snowfall or not, John decides that he's not getting out of his apartment today. So instead, he'll make large complaints via the network:Are you fuckin' kiddin' me? Snow? Seriously? It's snowing right now? Today? I had plans for the day. Big plans. Plans involving getting shit done that can't be done any other day because it had to be today

Comments

[dude_imbatman]

Dude, it's snow. Not an apocalypse.

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[pyromatique]

I know it's snow. What do you think I think this is? You got something you hate, Winchester? More than anything in the fuckin' world? How would you like to have to deal with that first thing in the fuckin' morning, huh?

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[dude_imbatman]

[He thinks about that a moment, lips pursed, considering all the things he might hate, both serious and otherwise. Clearly being serious with Pyro here isn't going to work.] Paperwork. How bad you think the Chief would freak the hell out if all the paperwork accidentally caught on fire?

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[pyromatique]

Is she gonna make a big fuss about me not turning up for work? Cause there's no way I'm leaving this apartment.

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[dude_imbatman]

Nah. She's used to people not showing up because of curses.

[ a u d i o ]

[pyromatique]

Good cause I'm planning on just staying in.

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[dude_imbatman]

Hell yeah. I don't blame you. There's no way I'm getting my baby out in this. [And clearly he's not going to walk.]

[ a u d i o ]

[pyromatique]

Baby? [ Has never seen your car! Why has he never seen your car, Dean? This broship is over. ]

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[dude_imbatman]

I'm falling down on the job. 1967 Chevy Impala. Mint condition. She runs like a dream and I made a deal to get her here. Worth every second.