Okay. I don't know who the chick is because it was 2002 when I looked down and I missed the very beginning thing but we probably don't know her anyway.
Okay, Meredith.
Wow. That's a sucky-ass shadow. And the bloodsplater was completely unrealistic.
Dude. A machanic's jumpsuit should not be that hot.
I still love Sammy's hair. And still want to, you know, yank it and pull it and stuff.
"Usefull as boobs on a man." Nice.
OOH! THEY'RE IN FUCKING CHICAGO! OOH! CROSSOVERNESS! OOH! *Flails*
Ha! I loved De--Ew. Missing heart. One of The Gentlemen? Like I said I love Dean. Period.
Connect the bloodstains. I want a connect the dots/connect the freckles fic now.
Eew! The bartender has whorey makeup.
Dude, Sammy's-- Upstairs brain. Hee.
I cannot stress how much I love that they're in Chicago. I have fic bunnies running around already.
Okay, here's a question: Who's Meg?
In summary: CHICAGO!!!!!!!!!
