Supernatural Shenanigans!

Totally does what it says on the box.  Mmm-hmm. Yuss yuss, y’all. Anycrap, this page (and surely others like it) will be dedicated to the CW sanctioned TV show, not the other supernatural shenanigans… although I’m sure I’ll get around to blogging on that at some point.  But, that’s NOT FOR HERE!!!(P.S. I love you, Little Britain… xoxoxox)

So, we have two hot boys chasing all kinds of ghouls and spooks around the countryside in a hot 1967 Chevy Impala… what’s not to love?  TBH, there’s a fair bit actually, but we’ll get to that later… Cool your jets, bitches! Please! Otherwise… Mercury for you. Or the surface of the sun. Whichevs.

Evidently, I digress!! Because I like it.  As if introductions are completely necessary – unless you’ve been living in a cave (GO YOU!) or under a rock for the past few years – which they’re not, but blark, evs… here’s  Sam and Dean Winchester.   Not forgetting Daddy! aka John Winchester.  [valley girl cock slapping bullshit] They’re like totally the shit right now [/valley girl cock slapping bullshit].

Dean Winchester (Jensen Ackles)… overtly ridiculous…

Sam Winchester (Jared Padacock… I mean… Padalecki).  Not helping…

Jeffrey Dean Morgan (John/Daddy! Winchester). Sing us a lullabye Daddy! Just keep a fire extinguisher handy, orrite? lulz!

Can’t forget the Impala. Sex on wheels. Not quite a Lamborghini Diablo but meh, whaddya gonna do?

So, you can clearly see the difficulty squillions of bitches across the planet face watching this show.  The leads are so incredibly straining on the eyes.  I mean come on. It’s not like I’ve EVER had to re-watch a bunch of episodes because I completely missed what was happening story-wise because I was fixating on the idea of the boys shagging each other senseless in the back of the Impala Sam and Dean being mindbendingly gorgeous.  Just you try and prove it!

But it wasn’t always so. There was a time when I wasn’t so into it. SHOCK! I knowwww rite?

First up, my confession. May we have a moment of silence. The Issues Were These! When the show first started, way back when, it used to drive me crazy. The writing annoyed me because it seemed like it was piggybacking off of the success of the X-Files and more than anything, the “daddy! issues” severely fucked me off no end.  Add to that the fact that  free-to-air tv stations in this country seem to be OK with fucking around with regular timeslots and that’s if they’ve even decided that they’re going to bother airing a show once they’ve got their grubby fucking mitts all over it.   I was pissed off with it because I couldn’t keep track of what was happening and it just seemed to revolve around the bitchy, whiny, emo daddy issues. Oh, and the Kripke is reeeeeeeeeally annoying. IKR, who knew?!?!?!

Not even the disgraceful and unashamed amounts of pretty could break through the staunchness of my convictions!  Much to the chagrin of a good friend who thought I was right mental for not getting it.  By that she was referring to the show dripping in pretty. Thank goatse for DVD.  Which proved I was clearly doing it wrong (but not entirely my fault, you understand)… and that my friend was absolutely right. (Yes, I concede! So what?)

And here’s a pic to prove that too.Admittedly, I was very stubbornly cheese-facing at the time!

Confession – done.  After all that cahootz and the S1 DVD salvation, I came to my senses. And to the realisation that Jensen is  an insanely and unfairly pretty bastard. And that I can IGNORE Kripke yakking on and on about some inane bullshit. I also learned that Impala’s are a bit sexy… the guttural grunt and rumble just… ungh! (Sorry Diablo!) And then Jared lost his kit in S2 which nearly made me lose my shit entirely. Episode 17. Y’all know what I’m talking about. Har! I know you need pics for me to prove my point… and here is the evidence.

Where on Ganymede had he been hiding this??? Oh yeah, layers… Screw you layers!

Then came the interwebs which just made it worse. Really. Pictures, yoogoogletoobz porn and Wincest.  Geebus on a fucking pogo stick! Seriously talented pricks fuck me off even though I love the absolute shit outta what they do.  It’s retarded, no-one gets that more than me.  Anywhut, some people don’t get Wincest and aren’t remotely into it. To them I say… WHUUUUT?!  Have you seen these two? You’re cheese-facing and you need to sort that out. Because it is clearly a personal problem.  One that I refuse to understand!  Honestly, how can you not be into this???

Really? NOTHING? Are you dead below the waist?!

maichan - you eville geenyuss! *bows*

You’re still not getting it? Orrite then… what about THIS?!

Ohhh, I’m totally DONE trying to convince you about Wincest… just sort it out ya stinkin’ *cheese-facer* Har!  Anycrap, this is the beginning of much more asinine bullshit that I’ll be spruking on the interwebz.  Get some or GTFO.  Otherwise, welcome to my world of unintelligible fuckery and nonsense.

Sayoonara bitches!

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