Thank you, love. I feel all shiny with knowledge now.
I do feel a teensy threatened when the kids these days with their 1337 speak and jargon (is jargon even a word, anymore?) and patois are the remotest bit impenetrable. Which is the intent, after all, of patois and jargon. And 1337 speak.
Hey! How 'bout them Winchesters? Couple o' pistols, right?
(Bzzzt. Winchester & co. never manufactured pistols, nor shotguns. Their production was the long-barrel rifle firearm. Um. To be pendantic as all hell).
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Sam has invisible friends. ::twitch::
(Kellifer is sneaky. Just so you know.)
Winchester & co. never manufactured pistols, nor shotguns. Their production was the long-barrel rifle firearm. Um. To be pendantic as all hell
It has been quietly amusing to me since it was introduced that the Winchesters' totemic important gun that can kill anything is a Colt.
t /delurk
::pounces on -t::
Hiii! I knew you were there all along.
No, not really. But it's good you've delurked.
(Kellifer is sneaky. Just so you know.)
Really sneaky. I saw that coming, oh, a solid half second before my heart clenched up and broke.
Yeah, that was pretty much my reaction, too. Cold chills. And a little whimper, Noooo, Sammy!
I've just reminded that the next new episode is an EDLUND episode.
Damn. I think that is all I can say. I have to recover and slow my heart rate back down. Sammy....*sniffles*
Welcome, darlini!
And yeah. I was more on the "Oh, DEAN" page, but Sammy, too. All of them. Oh, WINCHESTERS.