"Dean. Are you pondering what I'm pondering?" said Sam, his fingers tented.
"Uh, yeah, Sammy, I got no idea how your head got even bigger than it was to begin with, either. NARF!" Dean twitched violently. "Damn it!"
"No! Cretin!" Sam grabbed Dean's arm and turned him forcibly to face the ornate little cage door. "I believe that if we could find some way to lift that latch, we could be free to pursue our world takeover and thus win," --Sam paused to make air quotes-- "this portion of the proceedings."
"Great. You're brilliant. How exactly are we going to manage that?" groused Dean, absently scratching at his head. "We're mice."
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"Dean. Are you pondering what I'm pondering?" said Sam, his fingers tented.
"Uh, yeah, Sammy, I got no idea how your head got even bigger than it was to begin with, either. NARF!" Dean twitched violently. "Damn it!"
"No! Cretin!" Sam grabbed Dean's arm and turned him forcibly to face the ornate little cage door. "I believe that if we could find some way to lift that latch, we could be free to pursue our world takeover and thus win," --Sam paused to make air quotes-- "this portion of the proceedings."
"Great. You're brilliant. How exactly are we going to manage that?" groused Dean, absently scratching at his head. "We're mice."
"Cartoon, mice, Dean ( ... )
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PERFECT!
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"Right," Sam's right eyebrow was as high as it could go on his huge, furry forehead. "Ready, then?"
"Nar-- fnngh, what the--?"
YOU WIN ONE INTERNETS.
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