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now i want chocolate
Get your own valentinr
ETA: Today is Sunday. And this is Sunday's theme song: Je Ne Veux Pas Travailler, which pretty much means "I Don't Want to Work" (for all those out there who suck at languages as badly as I do). Yup. Happy Sunday!
And, ok, a while ago, Kate asked me to write some drunk!Sam. I started to, and then I realized I had never actually been properly drunk, and everything sort of screeched to a halt. So, here's what popped out before my stupidity caught up with me.
Dean – Dean’s freaking awesome, man. He, like, he can do this thing with his eyes where they get all squinty and suspicious and, yeah. Sam has to stop there to giggle, because suspicious is such an awesome word when you think about it. Who’d ever think c would make that kind of sound, right?
“Dude, you’re trashed,” Dean says.
“Hahaha, I said that out loud!” Sam says, because that’s just the funniest thing ever, that he was talking and he didn’t mean to. He thinks of his lips flapping like bird wings, and then his imaginary mouth suddenly has feathers and that’s funny too. “I have feathers on my mouth, Dean!”
Dean looks at him blankly. “How are we related?”
“Well, see, when a mommie and daddie love each other ver – uh – very much,” Sam starts seriously. A waitress walks by with a large tray of drinks, and one of them is electric blue. Sam bets that tastes really, really good. He wants one.
He calls the waitress over with a loud holler and wonders why Dean's head makes that weird sound when it thunks down on the table. Is his head hollow? Like a chocolate bunny?
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*clutches side*
♥
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YOU, FINISH, NOW. (drunk!sam pwns my sooouuuullll)
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(if you want drunk!thoughts help, ask me - my work party was the best, XD)
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♥
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*looks shinny eyed at you*
Can i have one of those?
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Dean is coming too?
Have i said i love you lately? cause i do, i really really do.
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teehee \o/no subject
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You really nailed the way a completely trashed mind works!
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*kiss* <3
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Also...wait until you see your valintine thing *rubs hands gleefully* Surprise!!
I need a *love* icon :(
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*ahem* And, dude, everyone wants to get me drunk, what is going on here? Is it really that awesome to be drunk, or do you all just want to take advantage of my helpless self?
pssst, what kind of love icon?
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It is if you get to a certain point of "heeee this is fun, life is awesome, oops I can't walk...or see" but not if you go that extra step and end up with the "oooh gonna spew, my stomach is rebelling against the rest of my body and I can't even *think* without feeling nauseous, oooh really thirsty, gah fuckity, hang over, wanna die, pain!!" And yes, I want to take advantage of you, even when you're sober :p
Um, just one that says I love you? And that has hearts? But I can go without the hearts. Just text is fine. *mwa*
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AND, DUDE!! Chicky made you an icon! *bounces*
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I SAW! *tackles you both*
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*slowly strips you of all your clothes, lays you down on a bed, and fingers your pussy until you come*
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Tomorrow? *waggles eyebrows*
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I'm off to upload it, but in the meantime *insert icon here for chickypooh*
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fucklive in your brain, baby.no subject
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Ahahahahahaha CANT.BREATH.BECAUSE.OF.LAUGHTER!!!!!!11!!
This needs to be continued RIGHT NOW!!