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Fandom Radio, Saturday, March 1
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likethegunSam: Hellooooo from Mexico, everyone. Dude, I don't think this is gonna make it all the way back to Fandom.
Dean: You're not going to make me explain radio waves and satellite broadcasts to you are you?
Sam: *laughs* I'd like to see you try to explain anything complicated right now.
Dean: Dude, you're the drunk one, not me. I can explain just fine.
Sam: You had just as much to drink as me! And who's fault is it that I'm drunk, by the way moment? Uh, that would be not me.
Dean: I'm also not a total lightweight like some people I could name whose initials are SW.
Sam: I'm not a lightweight. I just don't drink half a bottle of tequila all the time. By the way? Tequila still tastes like crap.
Dean: It's less about how it tastes and more about how it feels. And right now, it feels pretty damned good.
Sam: Well, I'm glad you feel good 'cause we're going to feel like crap in the morning. So I'm still right.
Dean: No pain, no gain, little brother.
Sam: Does gaining a stomach ache count? Because otherwise, that's a really stupid statement.
Dean: I'm going to teach you how to enjoy being drunk aren't I?
Sam: Tell me that's now what you're trying to teach me right now.
Dean: Not right at this second, no. Right now I'm trying to do radio.
Sam: Does that mean you want to start? 'Cause the notes are all yours if you do.
Dean: S'pose I better if I don't want us to be here all night.
( Winchesters + Alcohol = Talkiness! )
Dean: Almost anything can be fun with the right mindset.
Sam: And by "right" you mean a mindset like yours.
Dean: Well, yeah. Hey you know what we should do when we're done here?
Sam: Yes, but I'm pretty sure it's not even close to what you're thinking of.
Dean: You want to have real fun, we should get you some leather pants and dress you up for Dawn.
Sam: ...yeah, that wasn't even in the same realm as what I was thinking about.
Dean: Trust me as someone who has had experience with a partner in leather pants -- you won't regret it.
Sam: I really, really didn't need to know that.
Dean: Okay, fine. Imagine what your reaction would be to Dawn in leather pants and then reverse it.
Sam: I'm not going to be able to talk you out of this, am I?
Dean: Nope.
Sam: *sighs* Fine, let's go.
Dean: You're not going to make me explain radio waves and satellite broadcasts to you are you?
Sam: *laughs* I'd like to see you try to explain anything complicated right now.
Dean: Dude, you're the drunk one, not me. I can explain just fine.
Sam: You had just as much to drink as me! And who's fault is it that I'm drunk, by the way moment? Uh, that would be not me.
Dean: I'm also not a total lightweight like some people I could name whose initials are SW.
Sam: I'm not a lightweight. I just don't drink half a bottle of tequila all the time. By the way? Tequila still tastes like crap.
Dean: It's less about how it tastes and more about how it feels. And right now, it feels pretty damned good.
Sam: Well, I'm glad you feel good 'cause we're going to feel like crap in the morning. So I'm still right.
Dean: No pain, no gain, little brother.
Sam: Does gaining a stomach ache count? Because otherwise, that's a really stupid statement.
Dean: I'm going to teach you how to enjoy being drunk aren't I?
Sam: Tell me that's now what you're trying to teach me right now.
Dean: Not right at this second, no. Right now I'm trying to do radio.
Sam: Does that mean you want to start? 'Cause the notes are all yours if you do.
Dean: S'pose I better if I don't want us to be here all night.
( Winchesters + Alcohol = Talkiness! )
Dean: Almost anything can be fun with the right mindset.
Sam: And by "right" you mean a mindset like yours.
Dean: Well, yeah. Hey you know what we should do when we're done here?
Sam: Yes, but I'm pretty sure it's not even close to what you're thinking of.
Dean: You want to have real fun, we should get you some leather pants and dress you up for Dawn.
Sam: ...yeah, that wasn't even in the same realm as what I was thinking about.
Dean: Trust me as someone who has had experience with a partner in leather pants -- you won't regret it.
Sam: I really, really didn't need to know that.
Dean: Okay, fine. Imagine what your reaction would be to Dawn in leather pants and then reverse it.
Sam: I'm not going to be able to talk you out of this, am I?
Dean: Nope.
Sam: *sighs* Fine, let's go.