"Did you check... your butt?"

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EEEEE what a great episode!

"Look, I drew a six foot cord so he can't attack you." DWIGHT BUILDING A ROBOT. AHAHAHA.

Omg grief management. RYAN. "My uncle Mufasa was killed by a... stampede." HOLY CRAP. I LAUGHED SO HARD. TEARS.

"It's like... my heart was dumped in a bucket of boiling... tears. Like something punched my grief bone." AHAHAHha;lskdfalsjd. What else did he say about getting hit in the crotch by a cold sledgehammer? Because, oh, that so needs to iconized.

The "good grief" spiel. Oh Michael. So wrong, and yet. I love you.

I'm pretty sure I almost teared up when Pam was giving the eulogy at the bird funeral! Oh man! Looking at Michael, and, aww, Pam! You have a big heart. So good. JIM DOES TOO, evidently, with that whole chip-finding deal, so YEAH, THEY'RE MEANT TO BE. Omg. I hope so. *Verklempt*



SCREW. VAMPIRES.

BECAUSE.

OH EM EFFING GEE.

BACK IN BLACK, BITCHES.

Holy crap I literally jumped out of my seat and flailed and I don't care that it would have probably taken, uhm, a significant amount of time for TEH EFFING METALLICAR to look so shiny and flail-worthy, but KRIPKE you are awesome. Like trumpets and golden rays of sunshine and angelic choir music. Ahahah. Oh goodness.

Dean wins 203948023983 points for "all the weird stuff happens in Florida" quip. Because, damn, it really does. I live there. I should know. Ha!

"It puts the lotion in the basket." HAA;LKSDJFL;ASJDFSL;AJF. AHAHAAAAA.

The LOOK Dean and Sam gave each other when Dean freaking... chainsawed that dude's head off. Holy cow. That was... wow. Like... I don't know, a whoa-I-can't-believe-I-just-did-that-Sammy-don't-look-at-me-like-that-I'm-sorry-okay? look. Gah.

Sam saying that only Dean is allowed to call him "Sammy"? Oh. Oh. That... kind of killed me. It almost shows how much he's changed since Dean's picked him up in Palo Alto. He hasn't been correcting Dean whenever he calls him Sammy and... that kind of just get's me, you know, in that way. Wibbly and stupid high pitched noises. That seems happens a lot when I watch the episodes, actually.

Oh Sam. Sweetheart, you wear your emotions on your sleeves, and even though we all know that you need to talk to someone about Papa Winchester's death, Dean is... well, Dean. The only way you're going to know how he's feeling is if that ticking time bomb, that freaking weight of John Winchester on his shoulders exploads. And. I have a feeling. That it may.

Gordon filling the hole that John left behind. Oh God. Dean giving Sam a right hook. Oh God. It's just. It's so. I cannot deal. I need to read 20934 angsty fics on this RIGHT NOW. Augh.

LENORE. YES. YOU WIN AT THE AWESOME NAME GAME, LENORE.

Vampires, yep, but they're the good kind, yes, okay, cow blood, right, more Dead Man's Blood, CUTTING SAMMY OH NOES, and yes, now, Dean, this is your time to kick some ass.

Okay. I've got to stop here and say. Fighting on TV. Or movies, whatever. Sometimes, it makes me roll my eyes and go, "Y..yeah, that punch was pretty fake." You can just kind of tell. And I have to say. Jensen owns. It's like freaking perfection. It's so seamless, and much with the grunting and hovering, waiting for the next move like he doesn't actually know what's going on, and it's so hot I don't even know what to DO with myself except maybe watch it overandoverandover again. Wow. SO great.

And how much did that running Gordon into the wall remind me of something Mal would do? Because it so does. One day I will write a parallel dealio on how much Mal and Dean are alike. OH YES.

"How's it going, Gordy? Gotta tinkle yet? Well, get comfortable. We'll call someone to come get you in two or three days."

And then the kick and Gordon's sprawling backwards and, "Yeah, now I'm ready!" and I am DEADDEADDEADDEAD. The delivery. Everything. I LOVE IT AHAHAHAHA.

OH MAN, that's another thing too. I just love watching Jared/Sam and Jensen/Dean interacting with each other. I mean, I know, it's not a newsflash, but geez, I just love watching them talking to each other, and the facial expressions and how things are said and everything. Eeep.

AHAHAHA OMG. When Dean was like, "Take a swing at me," I was like, "I want you to hit me as hard as you can!" DEAN WINCHESTER = TYLER DURDEN LOLOLOLLL.

Please tell me I am not the only one who thought that longstanding frame of Dean with the sun glaring behind him so needs to be iconized. Um.

Oh, dude, another thing. When Gordon was talking to Dean about how there was no gray, only black and white, and that Sam wasn't "one of them," in that Dean was a born hunter, end of story. And, and, oh God, you can just see that it pains Dean to hear someone say those words. Because he doesn't want to believe that his whole life has consisted and will continue to consist of hunting, that Sam had choices and Dean doesn't. Somehow I want this round-about blaim game to be placed on John, but really, it isn't entirely his fault. And that's what breaks my heart.

Oh boy. This show. Makes my fingers itch to write the in-betweens. Gaaaaah.

TV! Owns my life! Oh no!

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i'm umm... spamming random SPN fandom journals tonight, I can't help it. I'm so confused about the whole sawing the vampire's head off incident, because it's sort of like, well, they kill things all the time. Really, what was Sam's issue? I don't know.