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Nov 30

“Dude, I will give you five seconds to stop that before you have to explain to a doctor how a phone got that far up your ass.”

Nov 30

“You have clothes on,” said Fred, doing little to hide the relief in his voice.

Nov 29

792.

Nov 28

“You’re so smart, baby. I don’t know how all your brains fit inside your head. Do you keep brains in your pockets?”

Nov 28

“We need your help,” the young man says, and he sounds angry, he sounds furious, but May understands that tone. Her husband had always sounded angry when he was scared out of his wits, too. Almost as an afterthought, the young man adds, “Please.”

Nov 27

791.

Nov 26

Normal people just said, “Colonel Mustard, in the Conservatory, with the candlestick.” Daniel made up the most unusual deaths he could think of. Colonel Mustard would string a vine across the floor, and would strategically place the candlestick, upright on the floor, so that when Boddy tripped on the vine, he’d land facedown and get the candlestick shoved through his mouth. It’d go in so hard that Boddy would choke to death, deep-throating the candlestick. “Sucking on the candlestick, choking on his own drool and blood, writhing on the floor, turning blue. And Colonel Mustard would just polish his monocle and wait for him to die...”

Nov 26

“I think you might be the most boring drunk in the universe,” said Dean conversationally. “One beer and you’re out like a light.”

Nov 25

790.

Nov 24

“If by ‘idiotic,’ you mean ‘brilliant,’ then I agree.”

Nov 24

“Are we high? What’s in this ice cream?” Sam asks, bewildered.

Nov 23

789.

Nov 22

“Dude, I need to stitch that wound.”

“I know. See how happy I look?”

Nov 22

“Are you an alien?” Emmett asked suddenly, squinting at Connor.

Connor looked bewildered. “I have a green card…”

“No! Did you operate on my brain?”

“I…” Connor stopped, actually hearing the question. “Did I what?”

Nov 21

788.

Nov 20

“Hey, man, you’re the one who said my name.”

“It could’ve been a code name, you ever think of that?”

“No, Hobbes, I didn’t. You know why? ‘Cause it’s my name.”

“They didn’t know that.”

“Uh, actually, we did,” Dean said. “Nice try though. Very professional.”

Nov 20

“Pig Latin?” he asked in obvious disbelief. “Stealthy, dude.”

Nov 19

787.

Nov 18

“Do you realize that Carrie has what’s colloquially known as a great deal of funk in her trunk?”

“I thought it was ‘junk.’ Junk. In the trunk. Of course, there are regional differences. Etymologically, that is.”

“Et— You’re punishing me for using the word ‘colloquially.’”

Nov 18

Clark raises his hands in something like surrender. “The rest of the League tries not to ever question Batman’s reasoning, Robin.”

“Because you have social lives?”

Nov 17

786.

Nov 16

She eyes the guns on his hips. And the knives in his belt. And the rifle slung across his back.
“Overcompensate much?”

Nov 16

“We could—I’m pointing this out only for contrast—be dead.”

Nov 15

785.