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This has been on my screen for most of the afternoon:

I think my exact words were, "Look, Mary! Jensen wants you to fuck him in the ass!"
It's good to see that some things never change.
This morning I didn't want to get out of bed. I kicked and flailed and squished my Bun and shouted at Mary, "HE'S NOT DEAD, HE CAN'T BE!"
Because, NO. DADDY! NO!
Oh, John. Just... I understand, I really do. But. JOHN!
I have so many stories about you on the go! And now I feel ... broken! HOW AM I MEANT TO WRITE ABOUT YOU WHEN YOUR STUPID HEAD IS STUPID DEAD? WAH!
Granted, that picture of Jensen up there helps. Especially if I pretend it's John in Dean's body. *nurtures bodyswap thoughts* cmon little brain! you can do it!
Ooof. I ate too much pizza. Never a good thing. Except when you're actually eating all that tasty pizza. Then it's a reeeeal good thing.
PS. Everyone: I know I have been terribly sucky about replying to comments for the past few weeks, for which I feel terribly guilty. I seem to be in a comment-replying rut, for which I apologise. I'll get back on the horse some day soon.
PPS. We watched Starsky & Hutch (the 2004 movie) tonight. Thus, the icon.
I think my exact words were, "Look, Mary! Jensen wants you to fuck him in the ass!"
It's good to see that some things never change.
This morning I didn't want to get out of bed. I kicked and flailed and squished my Bun and shouted at Mary, "HE'S NOT DEAD, HE CAN'T BE!"
Because, NO. DADDY! NO!
Oh, John. Just... I understand, I really do. But. JOHN!
I have so many stories about you on the go! And now I feel ... broken! HOW AM I MEANT TO WRITE ABOUT YOU WHEN YOUR STUPID HEAD IS STUPID DEAD? WAH!
Granted, that picture of Jensen up there helps. Especially if I pretend it's John in Dean's body. *nurtures bodyswap thoughts* cmon little brain! you can do it!
Ooof. I ate too much pizza. Never a good thing. Except when you're actually eating all that tasty pizza. Then it's a reeeeal good thing.
PS. Everyone: I know I have been terribly sucky about replying to comments for the past few weeks, for which I feel terribly guilty. I seem to be in a comment-replying rut, for which I apologise. I'll get back on the horse some day soon.
PPS. We watched Starsky & Hutch (the 2004 movie) tonight. Thus, the icon.
