Fandom Radio, Saturday, December 8
Sunday, December 9th, 2007 01:47 amSam: Good evening Fandom, and welcome to the end of another week. There's only two and a half weeks left until Christmas, in case anyone needs the reminder.
Dean: You're starting to sound like a commercial or something. 'Only x number of shopping days left!'
Sam: Does that mean you have all your presents?
Dean: Do you?
Sam: Not in my possession, but everything I don't have yet is on its way here. It's called internet shopping.
Dean: Dude, I'm not stupid! I know what shopping online is.
Sam: I'm just saying, you might want to use that option. You know, in case you have people you haven't gotten anything for yet, which I'm sure you don't.
Dean: You're just hoping I'll drop a hint about what you're getting.
Sam: I'm not hoping that at all. Of course, if you wanted to drop a hint, I certainly won't stop you.
Dean: Dream on, geekboy.
Sam: *sighs* Fine, if you're not going to be nice, then you can go ahead and get started on the notes.
Dean: Whatever you say, geekboy.
( It's beginning to sound a lot like Christmas, everywhere you go... )
Dean: Thankfully quiet because y'know playing darts when you're drunk often leads to dart related accidents. Not the kind of thing I'd reccomend for beginning drunks.
Sam: Or most kinds of drunks, I think. I don't know if I'd trust you with darts if you were too far gone.
Dean: I'm never that far gone.
Sam: ...okay, I'll agree with you on that. You do know your own limit on drinking, amazingly enough.
Dean: That's because I'm awesome. And I practice.
Sam: So, you're saying you think everyone should practice drinking to get better at dealing with their limit?
Dean: Sure. Why not? Can't hurt.
Sam: *laughs* Dude, you're going to get us into so much trouble.
Dean: Nah. I know my limits there too.
Sam: *laughs* Yeah, I guess you do.
Dean: You're starting to sound like a commercial or something. 'Only x number of shopping days left!'
Sam: Does that mean you have all your presents?
Dean: Do you?
Sam: Not in my possession, but everything I don't have yet is on its way here. It's called internet shopping.
Dean: Dude, I'm not stupid! I know what shopping online is.
Sam: I'm just saying, you might want to use that option. You know, in case you have people you haven't gotten anything for yet, which I'm sure you don't.
Dean: You're just hoping I'll drop a hint about what you're getting.
Sam: I'm not hoping that at all. Of course, if you wanted to drop a hint, I certainly won't stop you.
Dean: Dream on, geekboy.
Sam: *sighs* Fine, if you're not going to be nice, then you can go ahead and get started on the notes.
Dean: Whatever you say, geekboy.
( It's beginning to sound a lot like Christmas, everywhere you go... )
Dean: Thankfully quiet because y'know playing darts when you're drunk often leads to dart related accidents. Not the kind of thing I'd reccomend for beginning drunks.
Sam: Or most kinds of drunks, I think. I don't know if I'd trust you with darts if you were too far gone.
Dean: I'm never that far gone.
Sam: ...okay, I'll agree with you on that. You do know your own limit on drinking, amazingly enough.
Dean: That's because I'm awesome. And I practice.
Sam: So, you're saying you think everyone should practice drinking to get better at dealing with their limit?
Dean: Sure. Why not? Can't hurt.
Sam: *laughs* Dude, you're going to get us into so much trouble.
Dean: Nah. I know my limits there too.
Sam: *laughs* Yeah, I guess you do.