My name is Nadine but if you want you can call me Dean.
My life, much like yours, consists of crying over fictional characters, reading pornographic fanfiction and then flailing about in impressive displays of pterodactyl-like spasms.
Garrus to my Shepherd
Isaac to my Derek
Sam to my Dean
Caroline to my Max
Watson to my Sherlock
omnis immundus spiritus omnis satanica potestas,
omnis incursio infernalis adversarii,
omnis congregatio et secta diabolica.
Ergo draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica adjuramus te.
cessa decipere humanas creaturas,
eisque aeternae Perditionis venenum propinare."
-Exorcism from Supernatural
Guys can you imagine next year at the Oscars, when the Hobbit just fucking destroys everything in its path and wins everything, there will be Martin Freeman standing in the wreckage.
And with eyes aflame he will look into the camera, raise the statue triumphantly and scream
‘FUCK YOU I WON AN OSCAR’
And in the corner Leonardo DiCaprio will weep bitter tears and rock back and forth.