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oh my GOD SHOW
THEY WERE SO QUIET ABOUT BOBBY. I MEAN. WAS THERE ANY WORD ON THE NET?? I DIDN'T HEAR ANYTHING ABOUT IT, AND I'M SO GLAAAAAAAAAAAAAD.
I WAS TALKING MYSELF OUT OF THE POSSIBILITY OF IT BEING BOBBY BECAUSE I FIGURED THEY WERE JUST TRYING TO GET MY HOPES UP, AND AND AND IT WAS, OH BOBBY, OH BOBBY, OH THANK GOD, HI BOBBY HI.
Was it just me or was bobby's beard not as grizzly as it used to be? WHO CARES HELLOOOO I HAVE MISSED YOU SO. Ellen and Jo's deaths were the only other spn deaths that made me cry and even then it wasn't anything like the sobbing meltdown i had when Bobby died. On top of everything, HE'S BASICALLY THEIR DUMBLEDOR, KICK ME RIGHT IN THE CHILDHOOD WHY DON'T YOU.
And garth. What are you. How are you. Sockpuppet. WHAT. I was really hoping your ladyfriend was Becky, negl. But unless Becky has twins we don't know about.... ACH WHEEL, SOMEDAY YOU WILL FIND YOUR WAY TO EACH OTHER, MY DORKY LOVELY OTP.
just. basically. omgggg
(in other news i...think i've got the eames/arthur fic 99.9% done? Which is EXCITING :DD)
eta: OH and there's a thing about the type of booze Dean's drinking--
my dad recognized the bottle. It's a Serbian Plum Brandy called...something like Sliebablitz. Whatever, POINT IS, it will knock any human being on their ass. And it made Dean all giggly and dumb. :DDD
THEY WERE SO QUIET ABOUT BOBBY. I MEAN. WAS THERE ANY WORD ON THE NET?? I DIDN'T HEAR ANYTHING ABOUT IT, AND I'M SO GLAAAAAAAAAAAAAD.
I WAS TALKING MYSELF OUT OF THE POSSIBILITY OF IT BEING BOBBY BECAUSE I FIGURED THEY WERE JUST TRYING TO GET MY HOPES UP, AND AND AND IT WAS, OH BOBBY, OH BOBBY, OH THANK GOD, HI BOBBY HI.
Was it just me or was bobby's beard not as grizzly as it used to be? WHO CARES HELLOOOO I HAVE MISSED YOU SO. Ellen and Jo's deaths were the only other spn deaths that made me cry and even then it wasn't anything like the sobbing meltdown i had when Bobby died. On top of everything, HE'S BASICALLY THEIR DUMBLEDOR, KICK ME RIGHT IN THE CHILDHOOD WHY DON'T YOU.
And garth. What are you. How are you. Sockpuppet. WHAT. I was really hoping your ladyfriend was Becky, negl. But unless Becky has twins we don't know about.... ACH WHEEL, SOMEDAY YOU WILL FIND YOUR WAY TO EACH OTHER, MY DORKY LOVELY OTP.
just. basically. omgggg
(in other news i...think i've got the eames/arthur fic 99.9% done? Which is EXCITING :DD)
eta: OH and there's a thing about the type of booze Dean's drinking--
my dad recognized the bottle. It's a Serbian Plum Brandy called...something like Sliebablitz. Whatever, POINT IS, it will knock any human being on their ass. And it made Dean all giggly and dumb. :DDD