rampant internecine douchebaggery

[stanford_lawboy]

y'know what never ceases to amaze me?

now, some of you might say to yourself, 'the gravity-defying properties of john sheppard's hair?', but you'd only be PARTIALLY right.

the correct answer is... my brother.

no matter how long the road may be, or how busy we are saving stupid oblivious naive innocent people from the things that go bump in the

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[time_for_pie]

Okay a) how the hell did you even find out about Chief, and b) what part of 'Nothing I want to talk about or think about ever again' are you having trouble understanding?

[stanford_lawboy]

sorry dean, but in the entertainment biz, word spreads fast.

and just because YOU don't want to talk about it, doesn't mean no one else will.

gleefully. and in explicit detail.

[time_for_pie]

Yeah, well you want to talk about it, do it somewhere else, 'cause I wasn't kidding, Sam. I don't ever want to fucking think about it again.

Ever.

[stanford_lawboy]

i wasn't actually referring to myself, genius. believe it or not, i KNOW how to keep my damn mouth shut. if you don't want word of your late night escapades to get out, you should take it up with those two skeezy old practical jokers who sent you off on a wild goose chase.

they were having themselves one hell of a laugh at your expense, last time i checked.

[time_for_pie]

Oh, really? So it's those jackasses who are posting about it on fucking LJ? Funny how it looks a whole hell of a lot like your journal from where I'm standing.

[stanford_lawboy]

fuck off, dean. i'm SO not in the mood to deal with your shit right now, okay? i didn't say word one about what actually happened, it was just TEASING.

and you know damned well you would've done the same thing (probably much worse) if the situation had been reversed, so why don't you go knock back a few cold ones and leave me the hell alone?

[time_for_pie]

Fuck you, Sam. You said enough.

If you need me, I'll be in the bar.