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WE'RE NOT WORKING FOR THE MANDROIDS.
Mmm, yep, even after 2390843 viewings, the ending still continues to make my brainz become a pile of mush, and all I can do, really, is echo the sentiments of the eloquent Dr. Cox when he said I love this moment so much I want to have sex with it. Yeah, like. No kidding.
Requirement for every episode here on: WEAR TRENCHCOATS.
JFALSKJDLASJDGHAJ;IJDOAWEJ SO. AWESOME.
Hee, Sam's crinkly forehead!
Do you practice these shots in the mirror, Jensen? Do you sit back and think, "Hmm, which camera angle can I do that would make girls sponateously combust? *TAKES NOTES*"
MANDROID. I. AM. TELLING. YOU.
Ajfjalsdjfla;sjasw everyone else is scared to death, and Sam is all "I AM SUFFICIANLY ANNOYED."
"We're not working for the mandroids!" OH MY WORD, pretty much my new favorite Sam line. Heeee!
To be on the receiving end of that look! AHAHAH OH MAN.
ADORABLECKI.
HNGH!
How! Possible! Look! That way! I AM AT A LOSS.
"...hi Ron." AHAHAHHAHAHA. ♥
Kindly stfu because I am HUGE and INTIMIDATING.
Yes. This is the same look Dean gave the doctor in Something Wicked when he found out he was killing those kids. Oh man.
Oh Sam!
OH DEAN!
Oh boys.
Can I just say how much I love how Jensen holds his phones? Because I do. Also, EYELASHES.
I cannot even deal with this.
Would it be wrong to find this sexy? BECAUSE, WELL.
!!!!
!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's just. I am KILLED DEAD, because they're just two boys, trying so hard to do good and keep under the radar, just get in, do their job, and get out. And they CAN'T because everything just keeps getting so screwed up and I don't even KNOW what to DO with MYSELF. Oh boys.
At high noon is was only 55 degrees. THIS IS SO AWESOME. *Wears 14 sweatshirts*
ETA: Pretty much I've been trying to write up some stuff for a scholarship I'm working on, but yeah, no dice. I can't concentrate on anything, much less an All Important Scholarship. WEEPZ.
Requirement for every episode here on: WEAR TRENCHCOATS.
JFALSKJDLASJDGHAJ;IJDOAWEJ SO. AWESOME.
Hee, Sam's crinkly forehead!
Do you practice these shots in the mirror, Jensen? Do you sit back and think, "Hmm, which camera angle can I do that would make girls sponateously combust? *TAKES NOTES*"
MANDROID. I. AM. TELLING. YOU.
Ajfjalsdjfla;sjasw everyone else is scared to death, and Sam is all "I AM SUFFICIANLY ANNOYED."
"We're not working for the mandroids!" OH MY WORD, pretty much my new favorite Sam line. Heeee!
To be on the receiving end of that look! AHAHAH OH MAN.
ADORABLECKI.
HNGH!
How! Possible! Look! That way! I AM AT A LOSS.
"...hi Ron." AHAHAHHAHAHA. ♥
Kindly stfu because I am HUGE and INTIMIDATING.
Yes. This is the same look Dean gave the doctor in Something Wicked when he found out he was killing those kids. Oh man.
Oh Sam!
OH DEAN!
Oh boys.
Can I just say how much I love how Jensen holds his phones? Because I do. Also, EYELASHES.
I cannot even deal with this.
Would it be wrong to find this sexy? BECAUSE, WELL.
!!!!
!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's just. I am KILLED DEAD, because they're just two boys, trying so hard to do good and keep under the radar, just get in, do their job, and get out. And they CAN'T because everything just keeps getting so screwed up and I don't even KNOW what to DO with MYSELF. Oh boys.
At high noon is was only 55 degrees. THIS IS SO AWESOME. *Wears 14 sweatshirts*
ETA: Pretty much I've been trying to write up some stuff for a scholarship I'm working on, but yeah, no dice. I can't concentrate on anything, much less an All Important Scholarship. WEEPZ.
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It is Friday and unless you have to have the scholarship in the mail by tomorrow, take the night off!
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Weeee, I love giving into procrastination! *Does so*