sometimes i write weird little one-shots and they sit in my documents for millenniums and then i blow the dust off of them and make you all read the results. now is one of those times.
Cas threw down the pool raft and threw up his hands.
“Ok!” he yelled. “Ok, I get it! I get that we’re thirty two and people have expectations, so let’s do it, Dean!” his face was getting pink. “Fine, let’s get married! But in all honesty I don’t think that’s our problem!”
my mom and i were watching 24 and it was a scene where the president was handing a terrorist attack and she just realized that the president is played by the same guy from the allstate commercials and she just whispers to me “looks like america isn’t in good hands”
this guy i know throws this wild crazy party at the end of every school year and he invites literally everyone in our grade and this year i’m gonna call the cops ahead of time to shut it down because i once let him borrow a pencil and he never gave it back
that’s a lot of anger over just 1 pencil.
it was a mechanical pencil
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