Dean Winchester (
dudeimbatman) wrote2011-05-24 02:59 pm
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65th Hunt [Video || Voice] Carry on my wayward son
[The video has been set up to show Dean shooting out at the range. He rapid fires then the camera moves to show every bullet as a bullseye. The camera shifts back and Dean blows 'smoke' off the end of the gun, twirls it good old fashioned cowboy style and tucks it into the back of his jeans. He tilts an imaginary hat up on his head and grins at the video]
[Private to the Deities]
Hey Douchebags, I wanna make a deal.
[Manners, what?]
[Private to the Deities]
Hey Douchebags, I wanna make a deal.
[Manners, what?]
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[ And that sounds way prouder than it should. Faith has known much worse animals than what goes bump in the night. Not that anyone gets to hear about it. ]
You know. Grade school's rough in Southie.
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[ Which is best for both of them, considering how very dark things have gotten. And how bad they could get around here. ]
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