I love a good lock picking.
Dean is so weirded out by the excessive decorations. That will never not be funny.
And now we get to the gore! YAY!
Saffron: But we've been wed. Aren't we to become one flesh? Mal: Well, no, uh... We're still two fleshes here, and I think that your flesh ought to sleep somewhere else.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Supernatural 1: Saving People, Hunting Things - the Family Business
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P.M. Marc - Jan 01, 2008 2:27:31 pm PST #5648 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Beverly - Jan 01, 2008 2:28:47 pm PST #5649 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I'm surprised Dean didn't break off a piece of the gingerbread house to eat. And the snowglobes have their own individual doilies.
Amy - Jan 01, 2008 2:29:20 pm PST #5650 of 10002
Because books.
I so want someone to do a big fat meta on Sam = strangled! and Dean = thrown!
JA looked like he was whittling pretty well to me, but I don't know a thing about it. Seemed convincingly confident, though!
Cass - Jan 01, 2008 2:29:48 pm PST #5651 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I love a good lock picking.Don't we all. Don't we all...
And now we get to the gore! YAY!My TiFaux (it's having ministrokes, I fear for its future) crashed right there. Which is fine because I was going to skip the torture anyway. Well, hide behind my laptop. The usual.
Anne W. - Jan 01, 2008 2:29:53 pm PST #5652 of 10002
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
"Nice to know." Hee!
Beverly - Jan 01, 2008 2:31:30 pm PST #5653 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
The closeup on the whittling was okay. But in the longshot the slivers were flying. A whittler would have been able to put them into the trashcan without any effort at all.
I can haz pretty red and green pillar candles? Madge and hubby won't be needing them...
P.M. Marc - Jan 01, 2008 2:32:28 pm PST #5654 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Man, they SO totally re-read American Gods before this.
ARGH! FINGERNAIL!
Cass - Jan 01, 2008 2:32:45 pm PST #5655 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Those are shiny candles.
Where are we at in the torture?
Anne W. - Jan 01, 2008 2:32:57 pm PST #5656 of 10002
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
fingernail
DebetEsse - Jan 01, 2008 2:33:17 pm PST #5657 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.
"You fudging touch me again and I'll fudging kill you."
eta: not in answer to Cass