♠ 011 - We don't fight fair. ♠

[zombie_pen]

[sitting at a card table in his back yard, shuffling cards with a cooler of long necks sitting next to the table]

Fay, don't eat the roses! I'm not pulling another thorn out of your mouth.

[shaking his head, he shuffles the cards some more]

Anyone up for a game of poker?

Comments

[vierten_fehler]

Are you... Sam Winchester?

[vierten_fehler]

Ever seen a unicorn?

[zombie_pen]

I'm not exactly their type.

They prefer virgin maidens.

[vierten_fehler]

Gnomes?

Not those little plaster ones, either. And not just a short, stubby man with a beard. A real gnome.

[zombie_pen]

I think I might lose it completely if I ever saw a real gnome.

... have you ever seen a gnome?

[vierten_fehler]

[shakes head]

I saw a very short man once, but that's as close as I got to a gnome.

[zombie_pen]

I hope you didn't actually call him a gnome. Midgets get pretty upset over things like that.