Thanks for help me out with this important experiment. I think we’ve proven definitively that while there may be no stupid questions, there definitely are plenty of stupid answers. I feel like we’ve made significant progress for humanity today. Thanks, guys…
I’ve got a tea party to run off to, but don’t forget to register for gishwhes.com before tomorrow at 1 PM PDT if you want to win the autographed prize pack from me!
Those people who constantly reblog your stuff but you never really talk:
I do notice my regulars. You guys are the best.
“Regulars” makes me feel like a bar-tender…
Wiping down my dash at the end of an evening, I see your read-more, over-hear your rant in the tags, so I pour you a drink.
“…what’s troubling you, kid?”
It’s nine o’clock on a Saturday As the regular crowd tumbls by There’s an old fandom queen blogging next to me And her little gray tags catch my eye
She says tumblr I’m feeling like shit today can you send me some posts for a smile can we talk about slash, can you fill up my dash so I won’t have to think for a while
Laa dahdah didee dah La dahdah didee dah dadum
Fill up my dash, you’re my followers Fill it with pictures and fic Yeah we’re all in the mood for some memery And occasional pictures of dick
so i was rewatching the spn convention episode and there’s that part at the end where the guys playing sam and dean reveal that they’re a couple and “sam” rests his head on “dean’s” shoulder
and then “dean” angles his head back to reciprocate the affection