forty-two beers
[audio post]
That's disgusting. YES, it's disgusting. What the hell are you? He's my brother, I wouldn't ever even think about-- I'm gonna barf. I never wanted to hear the word 'slash' again in my fucking life, once was enough, thanks.
[some indiscernable mumbling.]
What?
[more pitched noise.]
No, I won't sign the cover of your book. That doesn't even look like me. God, rent a real life. Excuse you. Wha-- seriously? Okay. Okay, fine, I'll sign. You got a pen?
Oh, shiny silver markerpen. I like.
[the voice giggles, before asking what must be another question.]
No, I don't read Twatlight. Get out of my face, I'm in a bad mood this stinking weekend.
Now get your face out of my face, I got a kid to find! And that goes for all the rest of you, too. You heard me, now git.
[ooc: jaded winchester is recently jaded about the fourth walling. open for anything. ♥]