...Welp. This journal is kinda a spoiler for this week.

[baconandsnausages]

I knew this was coming the second you read those damned spoilers last week. But I guess it's not so bad, and hell knows it's a damned sight better than a lot of the shit you come up with.

Okay. I might even work with you on this one so long as you don't focus on the damned dog thing and make it way over the top. I'm not that bad. [He says as he's absently scratching at his head. Yeah, okay Dean. Also, tell that to the mailman.] And no, "Woof Woof, Bitches" won't be a catchphrase. ever. Especially not from me - don't even try.

Oh hey, one other thing. And make Sam give me bacon. Lots of bacon. I know you and his mun are like [He crosses his fingers over] that.

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[baconandsnausages]

I was there, I don't need that piece of frigging crap recounting for me thank you very much. [He might be grumpy over this one for a while. Okay, maybe not so much with the 'might'.]

And don't you start making bullshit excuses for him either. [He had no right.]