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Bobby Singer ([info]notditchable) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-06-21 20:02:00

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Entry tags:bobby singer, sam marquez

Who: Bobby Singer and John Winchester
What: Bobby's going to check on John. He's going to make sure he's really who he says he is. They're probably going to get shitfaced together and talk about the boys, reminisce about being in the Marines and hunting.
Where: Las Vegas
When: Tonight
Warnings: Swearing. Talking about war. Killing some vamps. Probably R-ish.



Bobby felt pretty damn selfish that he was going to be the first person to see John from the other world. He had justified it in his mind by thinking that he wanted to check him out first. He knew that John had come from hell and he knew what happened to people that went to hell. They usually didn't come back from there human. He didn't want the boys to get their hopes up only to be disappointed that the person that claimed to be their Daddy wasn't really theirs. Or he was, but he had bad intentions.

For some reason, Bobby had always felt responsible for the boys like they were his own. Especially so since John had gone. He cared about them and didn't want anything to happen to them. Unlike what he was able to protect them from in their own world. He also hoped that John wouldn't blame Bobby for not keeping Dean safe. Not saving Sam the heartache of losing Dean.

He also had his own cross to bear with John. They were friends going way back to the war. He had told Bobby never to marry the woman that he did. They lost touch while Bobby was married to her just for the mere reason that Bobby's wife couldn't stand John and his blue collar ways. After Bobby's wife had become possessed the only living soul on Earth that gave two shits about him was John Winchester. The words he last spoke to him he'll never forget.

They fought over a fucking poker game that went sour. The stakes were though for him to give Sam the blessing to go to law school. After Bobby lost John had looked at him with that shit-eating grin of his and told him that a son's place was with his family. Bobby could never except that and up until the day of John's death when Sam came to ask Bobby for the supplies to summon old yellow-eyed. Even to the end he had told Sam what his Daddy was doing. When John died Bobby's conscience suffered. Even though he was glad that Dean was alive and would've done the same thing if he was in his shoes he wished that he had never betrayed him.

Bobby took his best bottle of single malt along with him through the portkey. Already opened and had his usual holy water inside of it. He found John's address quickly and went up to his front door. He gave a good solid knock and waited for his friend to open the door.



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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 05:05 am UTC (link)
"Also remember if overheating in the 'glades when we had a pack of pissed of lycans on our ass." Watched closely as Bobby drank his scotch. He could taste the holy water on his, he'd put a strong dose in the bottle. Whatever this world might by, this was Bobby for sure.

"You? A car with paint on it? Shiny paint? This I gotta see." Smiling he set his empty glass down and pulled the revolver he was keeping on hand on from under the bar. "You ain't the only one taking precautions." Flipped the safety back on and set it down with a solid thump.

"Glad its really you." Truth was he wasn't sure until now this wasn't another one of the games they were playing on him in hell. For all he knew he could blink and be back downstairs being torn apart.

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[info]notditchable
2008-06-22 05:12 am UTC (link)
"Wasn't funny at the time. But we made out alright. Good thing there's lots of water in those swamps." They had to put swamp water in the radiator since they didn't have anything else.

"Got three of 'em with paint." He tipped his glass at John before taking another swallow. When he pulled out the giant .45 Bobby laughed. "Should've known."

Bobby wasn't going to ask John what hell was like. Just like they hadn't ever talked about the combat they saw in the jungles. They talked about the leave time they spent together, but that was it. "You wanna stick 'round your place or have some fun on the strip?" Bobby'd only been to Vegas once before and it was for a job. He'd never really gotten the chance to experience it.

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 05:21 am UTC (link)
"Yeah, only problem being there's plenty of gators too." Course the one that had tried to bite him had met the wrong end of a Smith and Wesson.

"Hey might have been dead but sure didn't get any dumber." Saluted Bobby after he refilled. "You must drink more damn holy water then the Pope." John never had cared for the taste of it the way Bobby seemed too. It was just wrong putting it in perfectly good beer.

"Pretty boring aside from the guns and the Nova. Elroy doesn't even have a tv. Let's go see the sights. Just so long as we stay outta the poker games, don't want you getting pissed at me when you lose again." Fact was John didn't want to be cooped up inside, the fresh air was a comfort after hell.

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[info]notditchable
2008-06-22 05:29 am UTC (link)
Bobby hated gators almost as much as he hated demons and that was saying something. "Yeah, don't know how you convinced me to go with ya on that one. Hate them things."

There were things that would require a lot more alcohol in Bobby's system before he brought them up. "Kinda gotten used to the stuff. I've had to use it enough and can't even tell that it's in there anymore."

Bobby gave John a level look. "Give it to me straight now, John. You didn't really show up with that name that you came up with at the Roadhouse did ya?" Bobby seriously doubted that he did. The John he knew would never announce it over the internet like some kind of ninny.

"Don't think I'll get pissed over poker anymore now. As long as we stick to bettin' with money." That was a dumb idea he had come up with back in the day anyhow.

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 05:37 am UTC (link)
"You know damn well why you went. Cause you hate seein me have all the fun." He also hated patching John back up after he got back from a suicide mission. Knew it was killing Bobby not knowing what hell was like. Truth was John wouldn't tell him even if he asked, scotch or no scotch. Some things you just didn't talk about, even after surviving a war together.

"Be something else if I did wouldn't it?" John flashed Bobby his best shit eating grin, waving his friend to follow him back downstairs. "One thing I can't figure out is this 'fridge. Looks like its got some sorta meds in it. Elroy or not, this guy was a hunter."

Fact was it looked like this guy had specialized in vampires. "At least we can walk to the casinos downtown from here. The slots are looser then they are on the strip."

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[info]notditchable
2008-06-22 05:43 am UTC (link)
Nodding a bit at what John had said he was right. Bobby also knew that if he was there to watch him he wouldn't be so fucking careless. Sometimes John used to act like he had a death wish. Even though Jim was sworn by whatever oath preachers are sworn to, he once mentioned that John had mentioned that the only reason why he wasn't six feet underground was because of Dean and Sammy. It had been bad after Mary. Bad being the understatement of the century.

Bobby followed John down the stairs and walked over to his fridge. Curious, he opened it up. Pulling out a vial he sloshed the contents of it. "If I ain't mistaken, that's a blood replacement for a day-walking vamp."

Shrugging, he put it back inside of the fridge and turned back around. "Sounds good."

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 05:51 am UTC (link)
"Day walking vamp that doesn't like blood? There a lot of those here?" Least it wasn't drugs or something. John had no idea how he would of told the boys he was a drug dealer in Vegas.

"Drinks are only watered down half as much too. Figured you'd like that part." Locked the doors up behind him, shaking his head at the three deadbolts. Already having them saved him the trouble of putting them in himself. Nothing like a healthy paranoia to keep yourself alive.

"Tried talking to the boys on the computer. Didn't go so good." Turned a corner and John changed the subject. "Want to tell me how you got here so damn fast?"

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[info]notditchable
2008-06-22 06:01 am UTC (link)
"Don't know. Might be. I mean, they were 'round in our world. Not common, but 'round." Following him over to the door he stepped outside and watched as he locked the place up tighter then a drum. Old dogs don't learn new tricks.

"That's a plus. You'd think with Vegas bein' known as Sin City they'd use more alcohol to water down the drinks." Probably a pipe dream he was thinking of, thinking that way.

Bobby shoved his hands into his pockets as they started to walk towards downtown Vegas. "Bet it's a shock for them to see ya. Give it some time. Know they've been missin' ya somethin' fierce."

Bobby remembered Sam after he had been shot how he had talked about John. Then Dean, even though he was a far happier Dean then the one he had just lost when he left... talking 'bout him. They were given a new chance. Bobby hoped that all three of them would find a way to work things out. It was none of his business to get in the middle of it though.

"Well, I clicked my heels together and said, 'there's no place like John's' and I wound up outside your door." Bobby smirked at John. "No, they got these things called port keys here. There's a list of 'em on the sparkle site. You can basically go anywhere, any time. It's like walkin' through a doorway."

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 06:12 am UTC (link)
"Well this one ain't around anymore. Never did get along with the blood suckers, especially the ones that acted like Dracula and shit like that." There was a difference between being a monster by circumstance or being a monster by choice.

"Its Vegas. Money talks Bobby." The Nugget looked like it had a lighter then normal crowd and they walked in the front door, slot machines making more noise for deaf old ladies feeding in nickels then ought to be allowed. "Time I got." His boys were on the other side of the world. They'd been doing just fine without him.

"Port keys huh. Sounds like powerful magic." John had read about them on the 'net. Reading it and having Bobby say it was so were two different deals though. "This place is something else. You gonna tell me about this woman of yours already?"

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[info]notditchable
2008-06-22 06:22 am UTC (link)
"Prolly don't like that type 'cause that one she-vamp put the thrall on you that one time." If that bitch told John to stand on his head and spit nickels he would've. He couldn't help but laugh a bit.

"Yeah, well, never had much of the green." They walked inside of the casino and it was loud already. His ears were going to be ringing in no time. "You do have that now."

There was no doubt that the port keys were some strong mojo. Bobby had even been hesitant to walk through one. At the time though he hadn't really had a whole lot of choice.

Bobby grinned when John brought up Mira. He wasn't sure where to start. "You're gonna like her. As long as you don't like her too much." He said with a smirk knowing that John was a big lady lover. "Remember those Star Wars movies that the boys used to be so into? She's a Jedi, like in the movies. She's actually 'round four thousand years old... but she looks like she's in her twenties. And, she's a red head."

There would be no doubt that John would be able to doubt that Bobby was in deep smitten land over this girl. Normally, Bobby didn't smile but he couldn't help it thinking of his lady.

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 05:43 pm UTC (link)
"Didn't like them before that happened. And she didn't have a thrall on me, I was just biding my time." John wasn't thrilled Bobby had brought that up. Only thing worse then a vamp was a vamp with tits. "You need me to stake you some cash? Elroy had a nice roll in his wallet." He turned toward a cashiers window and got each of them two hundred in chips.

"Now I know your bullshitting me Bobby. Those damn dolls the boys used to play with?" Thinking back to a little Dean cutting the head off Sam's favorite gold robot he grinned. "Four thousand huh? Always knew you liked older women, but shit." The two of them walked between the tables, both of them scanning the room with their eyes. It was natural for them to walk in formation, a habit that had kept them alive, well for the most part.

"Does she have one of those laser sword deals?" John could see his friend falling for a woman that could slice her way out of a bad situation. "Red head, that explains it." Seeing Bobby grin was strange, but in a good way. If Bobby was happy here maybe he could be too.

Walking past a blackjack table he glanced at the girl dealing cards. Even under the ugly gold and crimson uniform she was wearing she had a nice figure. Looked to be one of the few women in the room who didn't have a pumped up fake chest either. She didn't look all too thrilled to be dealing either. "How about blackjack Bobby?"

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[info]notditchable
2008-06-22 05:54 pm UTC (link)
"Nah, don't need your cash. Got plenty, just not rollin' in it like the boys are." When John handed him the chips without answering Bobby told him, "I'll get the next round then."

Nodding at John, Bobby said, "No. I'm dead serious. When I got here this world was doin' a whole timewarp thing. The second day I got here it was World War II and I was stuck in a frickin' POW camp. The journals like on the computer were all liked somehow, but they were in paper. Felt like Anne Frank I did. Mira came to my rescue and Ruby too, we'll get to who she is later. Long story short, she got me out and I managed to get a bunch of shrapnel in my arm. She healed it with her mind..."

They started to walk around picking what they wanted to play. Bobby should've known as soon as he saw the dealer that that was the table he was going to pick. She was gorgeous... and very sad looking. Seemed like it was the Winchester mission or curse (whatever you'd like to call it) to try and make sad ladies smile. "Blackjack is fine."

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 06:13 pm UTC (link)
"Figure I owe you for keeping an eye on the boys. Call it babysitting money." He could get the next round if he wanted. John wasn't planning on losing tonight, he was feeling sorta lucky after escaping hell. Figured he was due for a run of good luck.

"Damn, I missed out on WW2? Always wanted to get in the seat of a P-38. Can't say the POW camp sounds like a good time though." Whatever this place was he could already sense there were forces controlling it. Time warping, port keys, waking up in someone else's shoes.

"Healed you with her mind? That why your acting so damn happy? Someone finally tightened the loose screws in your head." He chuckled as they sat down at the table, ignoring Bobby's smirk as he looked between John and the dealer.

"Try not to go over twenty one. Right Miss?" Putting his chips on the table John gave the girl his very best smile.

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[info]notditchable
2008-06-22 06:27 pm UTC (link)
"Think you owe me a lot more than two hundred bucks if yer gonna be payin' off that debt." Bobby joked. He never expected payment for that and would never expect it. They boys had given Bobby something a lot more important and that was all he needed.

"It was a lot more in your face than what we were used to. Don't think I'd like that much. Che... your car? Was in a shop in Sweetwater Texas. I think she did some sort of rescue. Sam... well, it's a long story but he got hurt. Bela and Dean were right thick in the middle of the Blitz but managed to stay outta trouble." To say this world was messed up would be just scratching the surface of what it really was.

"Hah. Maybe she did. She's been healin' a lot more than just my arm that's for sure." He could joke about the sex being great but it was more than that.

The dealer did not return John's smile she just said, "You're sitting at a black jack table, aren't you? Place your bets." Great, we have a sassy one. Just the kind John likes.

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 06:40 pm UTC (link)
"Doubt I'll ever pay it off if you throw in however much the boys drank." If there was one thing the boys had both gotten from him it was their ability to hold their liquor. He wished they could of gotten at least that from their Mom, she'd been a lightweight and wasn't much for drinking. Apple doesn't roll far from the tree though it looked.

"What do you mean Sam got hurt?" Ignoring the dealer and the game John turned serious. "Did he get patched up? Healed?" Nobody had said anything about Sam being hurt, why did all of them keep trying to take it easy on him?

Bobby didn't seem all that concerned about it, cracking jokes about getting laid. John relaxed, trying to sort things out. Dean and his woman in the middle of it all too. Maybe he did need to be here, keep an eye on all of em. They were just as prone to getting into shit as ever he figured. Including Bobby.

"Hell is this a blackjack table? Thought it was roulette. So much for betting on black Bobby."

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[info]notditchable
2008-06-22 06:49 pm UTC (link)
"No matter what you think of me, they weren't drinkin' with me until they were of age. You think that I was gonna risk not seein' them again for a year like you did when Dean was eight and found my stash of skin mags? What was that? Were you goin' through an anti-porn stage or somethin'?" Bobby had never asked John about that but he thought that since they were getting another chance, he'd ask it.

Of course John got all serious faced when Bobby brought up Sam getting hurt. "He's fine now. Was on the front lines and he got shot. Stubborn just like his Daddy. I'll tell you the rest later." He was sure that in this world he could probably tell all and not get much more than an eyebrow raise. But his old time paranoia set in and didn't want anyone else hearing there business.

The dealer gave John a haha look before dealing the first round of cards.

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 07:02 pm UTC (link)
"Last thing I needed was the two of them spending more time playing with themselves when they had work to do. You remember how bad Dean was when he was sixteen, chasing after girls until all hours. Sam was worse, he'd hole up in the bathroom for hours with the Kmart flyer on Sunday morning. Know I was only delaying the inevitable but I damn near went bald for a few years there." Realized the dealer was listening to all of this and grinned at her. Give her something to think about besides having a crappy job at least.

"You sure he's okay?" He knew if anything was serious Bobby wouldn't hold out on him. They'd both had too much pain to try and spare each other anymore.

"I only need one card." Keeping his ten he pushed the nine back across the table, daring her to argue with him.

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[info]notditchable
2008-06-22 07:15 pm UTC (link)
"Who do you think they got that from? Don't answer, if it was from their Mama I really don't wanna know. Maybe at one time I did but..." He grinned and asked for another card. Now he had an ace and a nine.

"Physically, yeah. He's pretty tight-lipped with me, busy with his girlfriend and all that." Bobby felt that he really hadn't reconnected with Sam like he liked but he knew that they had time.

John took the hand, with getting twenty. The dealer ended up with twenty-seven. I had a sixteen. "I'm gonna go call my lady. Let her know that I'll be stayin' on your couch." Bobby had a feeling that this wasn't going to be a short night.

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 07:26 pm UTC (link)
"Think you outta stick to your Jedi woman and whatever dirty old magazines you still have." Somewhere along the way this topic had taken a bad turn. Bobby was joking but they both knew John had been in 'Nam when he turned seventeen. There wasn't much time for that sorta thing when you were getting shelled and shot at.

"Thats just how Sam is. Another bad habit he picked up from his old man." Sometimes him and his boys were too much alike for their own good. He wished to hell there was a way to change that, but they were all too damn stubborn.

"Don't spend all night slobbering on the phone with the woman." His friend walked away to find somewhere quieter and John turned his attention to the dealer. "You want to make this game a little more interesting?" Pushing all his chips onto the felt he watched her eyes flicker down counting the chips in a second.

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[info]coldandjaded
2008-06-22 07:33 pm UTC (link)
At a different time, Sam probably would've found the conversation between the two men funny. But right now she wasn't sure what was up and what was down. All she knew was that she had been transported to some bizarro universe where she was a dealer of all things.

Before her shift tonight she went to the casino manager and told him of her qualifications. He laughed in her face and asked her if she really thought that the Nugget catered to 'whales'? She was going to have to go to the other casinos on her day off tomorrow and see if anyone knew who she was since apparently... The Montecito did not exist here.

Even though this table only had a five dollar buy in she raised an eyebrow at the man's question. It had to be around two hundred bucks. But when you're poor, every little bit helps. "Sure, what's your plan, handsome?"

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 07:40 pm UTC (link)
"The name is John." At least she looked interested in the chips, when they'd first sat down she looked like she was about to slip into a coma standing on her feet.

"Let's keep it simple. High card wins. You win, the chips are yours. I win and you smile." He was thinking she was stunning when she smiled, usually everyone in a casino was full of fake smiles and batting eyes.

Not her though. Winking at her he waved to the cards, wanting to get this finished before Bobby came back. Last thing he needed was Bobby acting like he'd lost his mind for making a bet like that. Besides, this was his lucky day.

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[info]coldandjaded
2008-06-22 07:48 pm UTC (link)
Tilting her head a little to the side she listened. Didn't seem like a bad idea. With all the bad luck she'd had in the last twenty-four hours she was bound to have a little good luck. "You got yourself a deal John."

She flipped a card for both of them. He got a jack and she got a three. Guess her stroke of bad luck continues.

"You win. Why am I not surprised?"

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 07:54 pm UTC (link)
"They say anything goes in Vegas." She dealt and he grinned. It was good to actually feel good for a change.

Tapped a finger on his card, sliding it back to her. "Sorta my lucky day. You might want to massage your cheeks a little, don't want you to strain anything when you flash me those pearly whites."

Glancing up behind her he saw a couple of beefy security types walking over. This didn't look good. Figured they were going to kick him out as they stood on either side of the dealer. Where the hell was Bobby anyway?

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[info]coldandjaded
2008-06-22 08:00 pm UTC (link)
Sam was actually going to smile for him but it wasn't long before she felt two hands on her arms. "You're going to have to come with us." There was another dealer to take her place. "Sorry sir for the inconvenience. Our dealer's are not allowed to change the rules of the games." One of the security guards said. He handed him a few chips and said, "Play a few games on us."

Shrugging her shoulders she tried to let go. "What the hell?" The security guards were not letting go of her. She started to throw a fit. People only touched Sam on her terms, not on theirs. "Sam, you're fired. You can't change the rules." They started to march her towards the exit.

Sam was past the point of caring if she made a scene or not. "How can I be fired? Do you even know who I am? Of course you don't! Because I don't belong here!" She was screaming and then she just stopped heading out of the casino.

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[info]aka_elroy
2008-06-22 08:09 pm UTC (link)
John lifted an eyebrow as the guards turned on the dealer, firing her on the spot. Shit, since when were they so damn serious about people having a little fun in Vegas? He figured out her name was Sam during the commotion and she was one heck of a little firecracker. No wonder they'd sent a couple of guards to deal with her.

She gave them a piece of her mind before stomping off, which was about the time Bobby came back over, eying me over, knowing I'd done something. "Think I got the dealer fired Bobby." He'd probably already figured that out though. Watched her go, shoving her way through a door and out onto the sidewalk. As soon as she was outside a couple of guys in cheap suits turned to follow her. Narrowed my eyes at them, not liking this.

"Those guys look a little pale to you?" John was already off his stool, chips left behind on the table as he sliced through the crowd.

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