Ruby found her wallet when she'd disposed of her body.
KateLaughing, Ruby dropped the wallet, setting the faded leather alight with a snap of her fingers. In seconds it was mere ashes falling to the ground
( ... )
"Dean, Cas must as well come out from under your covers now," Sam said with a sigh, covering his eyes with one hand and holding a tray with three coffees in the other.
"I have no idea what you're talking about Sam," Dean protested, burying his head in the cheap motel pillow and wincing at the smell.
"Right, cause last month some stripper named Candy Cane gave you a hickey, and last week it was an exotic dancer named Grace Shakespeare, and tonight that giant hickey right above your handprint scar was clearly from who? A dancing queen named Angel in a Trenchcoat?" Sam rambled off in exasperation.
"Dean, is this true?" Cas said, poking his head out from far too near Dean's legs for Sam's liking. "Have you been receiving hickeys from someone named Angel in a Trenchcoat?"
"Cas, we really need to work on your grasp of the human language," Dean sighed, rubbing his hands over his eyes. But he still leaned over and gave Cas a fond, if exasperated kiss.
Fill-The Margarita Cheesecake McFlurryciaimpalaJuly 2 2011, 20:18:58 UTC
"Seriously?" Christina groaned, burying her face in her hands as Meredith closed the curtains as tightly as possible, blocking out the harsh morning light.
"Yep," Meredith said, unable to hide the glee in her voice. "You wanted a margarita cheesecake McFlurry, which you were very pissed off to discover they don't make."
"So I told him he McFucked up?" Christina asked, for the third time. "Those words really came out of my mouth?"
"Twelve or fifteen times before I could drag you away with the promise I'd make you a margarita cheesecake McFlurry. Which I was drunk enough I thought I could, and you were drunk enough to not even need one sip before you puked all over the blender."
"Was he at least dreamy? Or sexy? McDreamy? McSexy?"
"He was 62 years old, and he was dressed as Ronald McDonald."
"Shit." Christina buried her head under the nearest pillow. "I need some cheesecake. And a margarita. But not together, for the love of what remains of my sanity."
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KateLaughing, Ruby dropped the wallet, setting the faded leather alight with a snap of her fingers. In seconds it was mere ashes falling to the ground ( ... )
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"I have no idea what you're talking about Sam," Dean protested, burying his head in the cheap motel pillow and wincing at the smell.
"Right, cause last month some stripper named Candy Cane gave you a hickey, and last week it was an exotic dancer named Grace Shakespeare, and tonight that giant hickey right above your handprint scar was clearly from who? A dancing queen named Angel in a Trenchcoat?" Sam rambled off in exasperation.
"Dean, is this true?" Cas said, poking his head out from far too near Dean's legs for Sam's liking. "Have you been receiving hickeys from someone named Angel in a Trenchcoat?"
"Cas, we really need to work on your grasp of the human language," Dean sighed, rubbing his hands over his eyes. But he still leaned over and gave Cas a fond, if exasperated kiss.
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I remember going home with 2 girls. Woke up with 4.
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At McDonald's last night the guy gave you the wrong kind of McFlurry, so you screamed at him, "YOU MCFUCKED UP."
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"Yep," Meredith said, unable to hide the glee in her voice. "You wanted a margarita cheesecake McFlurry, which you were very pissed off to discover they don't make."
"So I told him he McFucked up?" Christina asked, for the third time. "Those words really came out of my mouth?"
"Twelve or fifteen times before I could drag you away with the promise I'd make you a margarita cheesecake McFlurry. Which I was drunk enough I thought I could, and you were drunk enough to not even need one sip before you puked all over the blender."
"Was he at least dreamy? Or sexy? McDreamy? McSexy?"
"He was 62 years old, and he was dressed as Ronald McDonald."
"Shit." Christina buried her head under the nearest pillow. "I need some cheesecake. And a margarita. But not together, for the love of what remains of my sanity."
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Thanks for sharing!
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The ticket read "Found nude in a tree"
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