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My house is HAUNTED and I need a Winchester STAT.
....oh hey, this is cool:
Today has been declared lurker amnesty day! Have you read me but never commented? Do you surf by occasionally? Here for the fic? Say hello! You are under no obligation to ever comment or delurk again, but here's a chance to do so in a post just for that.
I can see people looking at my entries thanks to My Stats... and I don't know some of you! Say hello, won't you? I promise I don't bite. Hard. Or without permission.
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I'm sure you bite if provoked ;D
My house is HAUNTED and I need a Winchester STAT.
Now when anything strange happens in the house - things falling off the tables by themselves, mostly, happens a whole lot down here - that's immediately my thought. SAM!! DEAN!!
The other day in Abnormal Psych, we were looking at some of those Inkblot tests, and one TOTALLY LOOKED LIKE A DEMON! And I said something to the effect of, 'Woah shit, we need a Winchester' - and both of the chicks sitting next to me cracked up. We had a moment of Supernatural squee after that. It was *awesome*. ;-)