Fandom Radio, Monday, June 9
Tuesday, June 10th, 2008 01:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Sam: Good evening, Fandom. I hope everyone's enjoying the nice weather.
Dean: And if you're not, what's wrong with you?
Sam: I'm not a summer person, and even I'm pretty happy with our current location, so that's saying something.
Dean: Which probably means we're going to wake up off the coast of Alaska tomorrow.
Sam: If we're making snowmen next week, I'm blaming you. I thought I was the one who said things like that and doomed us all?
Dean: Yeah, but I thought you liked snow?
Sam: Not when we could be near a big beach instead.
Dean: How about snow on the beach?
Sam: Fine, but you're taking Scout for his walks through that.
Dean: See, this is why a cat is better.
Sam: I am so not getting into an argument with you about why dogs are clearly superior to cats.
Dean: Yes, because you know you'd lose.
Sam: No, because I know you'd try to out-stubborn me.
Dean: Whatever. You know I'm right. I don't need to hear you admit it. How about you get on with the notes?
Sam: Only to keep from publicly embarrassing you with my rightness.
( They wouldn't know how to talk to each other if they didn't argue, really. )
Dean: And if you're not, what's wrong with you?
Sam: I'm not a summer person, and even I'm pretty happy with our current location, so that's saying something.
Dean: Which probably means we're going to wake up off the coast of Alaska tomorrow.
Sam: If we're making snowmen next week, I'm blaming you. I thought I was the one who said things like that and doomed us all?
Dean: Yeah, but I thought you liked snow?
Sam: Not when we could be near a big beach instead.
Dean: How about snow on the beach?
Sam: Fine, but you're taking Scout for his walks through that.
Dean: See, this is why a cat is better.
Sam: I am so not getting into an argument with you about why dogs are clearly superior to cats.
Dean: Yes, because you know you'd lose.
Sam: No, because I know you'd try to out-stubborn me.
Dean: Whatever. You know I'm right. I don't need to hear you admit it. How about you get on with the notes?
Sam: Only to keep from publicly embarrassing you with my rightness.
( They wouldn't know how to talk to each other if they didn't argue, really. )