War Is Coming Communications.

I lost you guys last night...I don't know about you and Beth, man, but I'm fuckin' starving and it smells so damn good around here. There's fresh meat everywhere. Feel like bringin' the wee one on a hunt for some munchies? Promise to give her dibs because she's so small and all.

Y'know what, man? I think I'm gonna just get high tonight, dude. I'm really not a partyin' kinda guy and while I'm sure zombie babies are awesome...I dunno. I'm starting to think my initial instinct to bail on it was probably the right one to go with.

Would I be a terrible parent if I decided to dress Beth up as a baby zombie? If I was a kid and I found out my parent had dressed me up as a member of the undead for Halloween when I was a baby, I'd be stoked. It's awesome, right?

She'd think it was awesome, probably.

Anyway, I've been doing some thinking. Like, really deep shit, too and it's not just 'cause I was getting high. You guys ever wonder about that stuff that happened in the future? You think it's gonna still end up that way or what?

(Castiel)

You're an angel, right? Is it true that all dogs go to heaven?

(Andy)
Remember how I told you to watch out for that demon chick? Well, dude, I had this really fucked up dream last night...

Also? Don't judge me. It's a good song, even if it is Kelly Osbourne. Plus I'm randomly in that kinda mood, so I don't actually give a shit if you do judge me, I just don't wanna hear it.

Um...cheese wiz is not like candy! Gross.

You know what? I'm gonna start buying a fuck ton of Twinkies. Those things never expire and if that zombie shit from the future decides to drop itself onto our doorsteps overnight my ass is not going to die of starvation.

Twinkies and some of those cans of cheese whiz.

And while we're on the subject of zombies, guess what I'm gonna be for the costume party?

Right!

Ophelia, Lady M or Juliet.

Or Oh. Titania!

I plan to Shakespeare it up for this fine season of spookiness. I think he'd be pleased I did!

So, here's the deal, no one is allowed to be Jessica Rabbit because that's totes what I decided on for my costume.

I will taze anyone that tries to steal it! KTHNX!

Dorbs! You're coming to the Halloween party with me, so we totes need to find you a Halloween costume too. It has to be approved by me, btw. You can't be yourself, or any other Norse god. And yes, you have to dress up. :)

Thor and Needy you guys should too because Halloween is fun.

I'm really craving chinese food tonight too.... That is all.

I picked out my Halloween costume. I think it's cute.

I actually really like Halloween.

So it wasn't a dream. Great

Earth clothing it is very impractical

it provides so little protection how does one keep from being injured on an adventure in this weak cloth

http://www.pbs.org/inperformanceatthewhitehouse/web-exclusive-mark-salling.php
Puck was at the White House and it was kind of hot.

So, do any of you that are fictional watch your own stuff.

Cause don't. Sometimes it puts you down as a crazy diva psycho. I couldn't imagine having given up Beth now but at the same time I wouldn't make someone look incompetent just to get her back.

Also I was a skank. I may actually die of shame.

But yeah. I've been somewhat hidey lately. TV hurt my soul

I bought Beth a kickass toy guitar. Now she keeps trying to get me to play mine with her and it's awesome. She's gonna be a little rockstar just like her dad, I can tell.

(Andy)
I quit my day job. As it turns out, crackheads? They really like weed too.

"Me? I'm scared of everything! I'm scared of what I saw, of what I did, of who I am. But most of all I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life...the way I feel when I'm with you."

I'd forgotten how satisfying sitting and watching Dirty Dancing can be.

I heard that students are going to have to take a career placement test tomorrow. I'm not really sure how to study for it, though.

(ooc: If your character is a high school student and you want them to be a part of this, what I'm doing is taking a Briggs Myers test in character and looking for ideal careers for the results. :D)

Welcome to the top of the food chain, bitches!

I got nine pounds each for you, but make it last, because the next harvest isn't for another sixty days or so. Also, you no longer have competition unless you want it, because, well...I might have wiped the guy out completely.

60-40 split — 60% me, 40% you and I'm so fucking awesome, you don't even have to pay for your stash if you keep your lips zipped. From now on, if anyone asks, you're The Guy (or Girl). There's no one above you. I don't exist in this at all, got it?

[Puck]
You're still 50-50, bro, since you hooked me up with the guy, but don't tell Cassie that. I'd feel bad.

PS, how green is your thumb, exactly? Because I was thinking, if you're into it, I might take some of his plants and try my hand at cross-breeding to see what kind of Chronic we could come up with. What do you think?

Am I the only one who would tap Mary Winchester's ass?

No, but seriously. What's with the MILF influx lately?

Dear babies,

It was exciting for a day. It was less exciting but totally awesome for a day. It was less awesome but totally adorable for a day.

At this point, you're just being spiteful and you're hurting me and severely depriving me of sleep, so kindly STOP KICKING ME ALL NIGHT!

Love,
Mom
Mommy
Darcy

There's some lady around here who kicks puppies.