53rd Hunt [Video]

[dudeimbatman]

[The camera is making a slow, deliberate pan across a 1967 Impala with a paint job that looks like this. The wheels are spinners and metallic purple. There is purple fur across the dash, fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror and the steering wheel appears to have "bling". When Dean speaks his voice is filled with so much fury that it sounds as if he's having a hard time talking.]

When I find out who did this I am going to beat them within an inch of their life and then turn around and shoot them.

[ooc; This is the 'pimp my ride' curse]

Comments

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

No! I wouldn't do that to her! She was black and gorgeous. [Note that he doesn't talk to women like this. Chicks are hot. Sometimes smokin'. His Baby? Now that's gorgeous.]

Yeah. Hoping it's a curse.

[bill-to-sis.livejournal.com]

[She can appreciate a man who takes care of his things. She had almost been disappointed.]

Then I'd cover that up and hope it goes away. Unless you want to give it a test drive. [can't help the tiny bit of teasing.]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Oh hell no. She's gonna sit right here and I'm going to keep watch over her until I figure out if this is a curse or a prank.

[bill-to-sis.livejournal.com]

I hope you brought supplies to tide you over until midnight then. Could end up being quite the wait.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[In response he lifts up a six pack of beer. Really that's 'supplies' as far as he's concerned]

[bill-to-sis.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow]

Well that's one way to pass an evening.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

You wanna come drink with me?