Bullwinchester-Lytton Worst First Lines Contest - Round One!

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[heartlessbytchh]

So does this mean we use lines from just Show/canon? Or do we use lines from our own fic, or is anybody's fic open for use?

[amy_star_]

You come up with your own lines. Using someone else's fic is a sticky situation, so I always come up with my own stuff.

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The handkerchief was sodden, turned a vaguely yellow colour, and clutched tight in the grip of an openly sobbing Sam Winchester, who was experiencing pain unlike any other in his young life, as he stood at the altar with his brother Dean, who was getting married to a woman and thus would no longer be a potential candidate for making the gay porn film that Sam had hoped to make to get a nest egg to get out of the hunting lifestyle... all his hopes and dreams were going up in tulle-shaped flames.

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Bobby knew he was in trouble as soon as the kiss with Crowley ended, because his initial thought was not, "ew," or "I hope I never do that again," but "hmm, so that's what the girls mean about beard burn... interesting," and as such could not look anyone in the face for a good twelve hours without reaching up to play with his own beard.

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It was a dark and stormy night, or rather, it was a bright and sunny afternoon inside a dank basement with electricity issues, when Sam Winchester discovered thart not only was he afraid of giant rat-king demons but also little tiny mice that seemed to be populating said basement, leading to his embarassingly urine-soaked appearance and girly shrieks that caused Dean to laugh hard enough to knock himself out when falling over the railing and into the corpse of the rat-king.