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At 9:43 am I was getting my eyes tested, and we had a 5.2 earthquake! My optometrist and I both yelled “holy shit” and ran into the waiting room
I. Miss. Bobby.
I miss Sam and Dean being called idjits.
I miss Bobby’s sass when Dean hated on himself or when the boys were doing stupid things and making silly little mistakes.
I miss frequent outbursts of “balls!”
I just fucking miss Bobby Singer okay.
Bobby never got to see the bunker
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When I die, I want to be buried with sunglasses on and my hands behind my head. So when I deteriorate, I’ll be the chillest skeleton in the graveyard.
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