Okay, so after this, I'm gonna skip the rest of season 2 because reasons. Mostly it's because shit gets too serious towards the end, and I don't really know how to make it comedic in my own shitty way. Also, as has been previously mentioned, I'm allergic to emotion, so.
Greeley: Watch me hold a petty fucking grudge against a woman who doesn't even remember what she did
Greeley: Watch me torture her for fifteen years because I'm incapable of accepting the fact that it wasn't her fault
Greeley: Watch me dive headfirst into the deep end of the insanity pool
Sam & Dean: Watch us accidentally lead a poor woman to believe her husband is dead
Me: Watch me sob myself to bed for the next week because Tricia Helfer is super fucking cute and I very much want to know what-
My close friend Isa: ALRIGHT YOU HORNY BITCH, THAT'S ENOUGH
Also Isa: Unless you want your mom to open a can of whoopass on ya, you better calm your tits
Anyone else get the Wooden Spoon of Doom, The High Heel of Guilt, the Slipper of the End Times, or the Shoe Horn of "Oh fuck, I got caught doing a Thing I shouldn't have done"? Isa would sometimes come hobbling into school after getting Snatched by one of her moms and I would laugh my ass off at her while ignoring the fact that I also got Snatched. Ah, memories of the good ol' days from like three years ago. My mom's a redhead that grew up in a ghetto, and Isa's four fuckin' moms are Black and Mexican I'm pretty sure, and the five of them put together would probably be Supernatural's worst nightmare's worst nightmare.
And yet, well. They're our moms, and there isn't anything we wouldn't do for them. Mom, if you somehow found this, I love you, you're my role model, the one I've always admired more than any other in this world, especially for your ability to make a mean iced mocha.
