BRADY’S BACK, BITCHES.
That's right, I've been resurrected back into my absolutely stunning meatsuit.
Now I'm sure most of you demons and humans alike have heard the rumour that bastard Crowley spread about me. He trapped and kidnapped me, then drove me (with the help of Dean) to this horrible shack and then tried to break me into revealing information about my beloved boss, Pestilence.
When I wouldn't give him any information, he went and told every demon in creation that I was in alliance with him in an organization entitled "Lovers in League Against Satan". I have to say Crowley, you're not my type.
Then the idiot allowed hell hounds to track him. I'm telling you, the guy is a fucking moron. I said I'd give him all the information he needed to get me away from those dogs. Eventually we escaped, and I gave Crowley some... half decent information (I'm not a complete sell out).
And then Sammy had to go and kill me, because he was bent on revenge because I toasted Jessica on his dorm room ceiling.
Honestly Sammy, GET OVER IT.
Anyway thank God (well, not really) Death remembered the loyalty and love I always had for my bosses and brought me back.
I think that's cause for a celebration, don't you? I need some alcohol, women and some willing humans. *grins* Any volunteers?
PARTY!
Now I'm sure most of you demons and humans alike have heard the rumour that bastard Crowley spread about me. He trapped and kidnapped me, then drove me (with the help of Dean) to this horrible shack and then tried to break me into revealing information about my beloved boss, Pestilence.
When I wouldn't give him any information, he went and told every demon in creation that I was in alliance with him in an organization entitled "Lovers in League Against Satan". I have to say Crowley, you're not my type.
Then the idiot allowed hell hounds to track him. I'm telling you, the guy is a fucking moron. I said I'd give him all the information he needed to get me away from those dogs. Eventually we escaped, and I gave Crowley some... half decent information (I'm not a complete sell out).
And then Sammy had to go and kill me, because he was bent on revenge because I toasted Jessica on his dorm room ceiling.
Honestly Sammy, GET OVER IT.
Anyway thank God (well, not really) Death remembered the loyalty and love I always had for my bosses and brought me back.
I think that's cause for a celebration, don't you? I need some alcohol, women and some willing humans. *grins* Any volunteers?
PARTY!