Dreams, music, philosophy and CANDY (original) (raw)
memphis86 😉mischievous
November 3 2007, 12:43
Listens: Mitch Hedberg
So I had a weird Wincesty dream last night...
Okay, so like after Mary died, John had remarried and the woman he did was really ridiculously rich. They lived in this HUGE mansion and were rich and happy and had these idyllic little lives.
Sam was married to Jess in that whole WIAWSNB way (and for some reason Jess was played by Sandy), and Dean was married to... Nurse Carla from Scrubs. I KNOW. Dean was married to the woman who plays Carla Espinosa-Turk or whatever her new last name is, I forget. I couldn't tell if she was supposed to be Carla or Judy Reyes, but OMG how awesome would a SPN/Scrubs crossover be? J.D. would idolize Dean and Cox would get all jealous. DEAN AND THE TODD! Oh the possibilities...
ANYWAY. For some reason John was really paranoid, and I didn't know why at first. He had all these monitors set up throughout the mansion and video cameras and he was constantly watching Sam and Dean and making sure they were okay. I figured out why when one of the cameras broke down and Dean immediately grabbed Sam and was like "Hurry! He'll fix it any minute now!"
And then they started making out like crazy.
And it was HOT. It was this frantic grabby-pawy "I WANT MORE" kind of kissing and there was tonguing and hair-pulling and GAH. But then the camera got fixed and they had to pull away and straighten themselves up and go back to have dinner with their wives. And then it became clear to me that they'd grown up these handsome privileged little rich boys. But had been quietly hooking up, because y'know TWOO LUFF. John caught them, and set up some kind of "BE HETEROSEXUAL OR ELSE!" ultimatum. But they were still doing things on the sly.
In the end, they got frustrated and ran away and posed as a married couple in NYC and no one was the wiser. And John was sad.
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Slagathor has eaten my Eve 6 CD. The self-titled debut one. If anyone can help me out with a secret upload or something, I'm going crazy for it. PLEEEEASE?
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I've had these back-and-forth brain dumps with 
fourfreedoms which have lead me to realize that I am STARVING for intellectual discourse. If anyone wants to talk about exisitentialism or cognitive dissonance or just wants to blather about Dennett, Plato, Foucault or something with me? NOW NOW NOW.
My thoughts on Discipline and Punish, let me show you them.
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I totally just called up my Mom and demanded to know the Candy inventory in her apartment.
What? I haven't visited the Upper West Side in so long...
CANDY!!!!