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[righteously]

So we're all just gonna ignore the whole 'getting pooped out by a dragon' thing?

whoever owns the giant chicken with the bow tie, I'm gonna deep-fry that bitch

3 minutes is not long enough to shower off egg membrane, that's freaking disgusting okay
just flat-out unhygienic, period
gross

the first time I hear somebody jerking off in a hammock I'm gonna set it on fire

this place sucks balls

as you were.

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[pridecroweth]

What, you didn't wake up this morning hoping you'd be chosen to be one of the lucky few to get dumped lightyears away from Earth on Space Australia for God and the Glory of Rome?

Kids these days, I'm telling you.

[righteously]

Space Australia. Great.
The second I see a giant alien spider I'm burning down the camp
nope

[pridecroweth]

So, masturbation and spiders really the lines you're drawing in the sand, huh?

[righteously]

Yep
gotta draw it somewhere, might as well be at dude grunts and 8 legs

[pridecroweth]

You know what, fair enough.

I mean, most people would be more freaked out about 'woke up on another planet' but I'm digging the energy.

[righteously]

Yeah, well
That one's more of an annoying Tuesday situation at this point

[pridecroweth]

You another one of those 'this has all happened before, this will all happen again' born-again interdimensional nexus walkabout guys?

（ bc... like. hard not to notice you lot. ）

[righteously]

You seen a lot of those?
Don't suppose you happened to keep a list
Phone book
Something?

[pridecroweth]

I'm a cop, I've got a rolodex.

But I'm not going to share it, because their business is their business.

（ he's worked too young in juvenile crimes to be satisfied with handing over information that leads people to each other. never know who you're letting at someone, sorry dean. ）

[righteously]

Go figure, I'm FBI, small universe
Could you at least do me a favor
If I give you a list of descriptions, could you keep an eye out

[pridecroweth]

Lead singer of Led Zeppelin, secretly in the FBI? You're stretching my suspension of disbelief, señor.

But sure. I'll keep a weather eye. Since you asked so nice.

[righteously]

What can I say, I got a whole lot of love
for the law

It's Dean.


Give me a shout if you see:
-a seven foot tall long-haired dude built like a moose with eyes like a golden retriever
-a skinny kid, early 20s, seems like he should be wearing velcro shoes at bible camp
-a busybody therapist
-benedict cumberbatch
-a bossy blonde, you'll know her because she'll make you wanna blow your brains out within 15 mins
-a guy who's personality is just Alabama
-anybody claiming to be god
-anyone who says the name Winchester

@lance

[lifetothefullest]

Busybody? Wow. I see how it is.

[righteously]

hey, look who traveled through friggin space and time to prove my point

[lifetothefullest]

I really did prove your point, didn't I.

[Oops. Whatever. He has totally not been stalking this post the entire time.]

But it's good to be in the same weird multiverse with you again.

[righteously]

I gotta hand it to you, man, you are hands-down the most persistent therapist I've ever had

( also, the only one. also, not his therapist. )

[lifetothefullest]

To be fair, I was here first, so maybe you just like therapy.

[And okay, sure, he's not Dean's therapist, but if it means winning the conversation he'll totally play along for the moment.]

[righteously]

Wait, how long have you been here?

[lifetothefullest]

I think it's been a few months now. If you're asking because no time has passed for you, that's pretty normal, so don't worry about it.

[pridecroweth]

My keen ability to detect sarcasm is going haywire. Nobody loves the law, not even the cops.

（ sam is very team #acab, but that's chicago PD for you. ）

Sam.

And that is a very specific list of very specific people. I see one of the guys I was talking about came in and made himself at home already.

（ small world indeed. ）

[righteously]

Sam's my brother's name, coincidentally
He's the moose on the list



Yeah, as it turns out they DO move in herds

[pridecroweth]

I'm like a quarter Canadian, makes for good moose wrangling skills.

（ ha, ha. ）

Let me guess. 1980? '81? These references, while sick AF, are narrowing down the timeline considerably.

（ y'all be soundin' like a geriatric millennial, dean-o. ）

[righteously]

excuse me

( how dare u, u bitch )

[pridecroweth]

Look, there's no Denny's parking lot for us to brawl in so if that's where you're headed with that you better square up.

[righteously]

I'll settle for a Waffle House, I'm all set on my grand slam quota