- Me: So what do you think of Castiel so far?
- Husband: Hmm. Well.
- Husband: That guy has significant personal space issues.
- Me: Oh, sweetie. You have no idea.
- Husband: Makes sense, though. I guess there's no such thing as the "personal space cone" in Heaven.
- Me: Not really. Celestial beings and all.
- Husband: Oh man. I bet their cocktail parties are just the worst.
- Husband: All the same awkward staring and mouth-breathing, just now fourteen nanometers apart.
- Me: Think that's bad?
- Me: Just imagine waiting in front of him in line. At, like, Blockbuster.
- Husband: *shudder*
- Husband: *adopts Cas voice* I SEE THAT YOU ARE CHECKING OUT PORN.
- Husband: HOWEVER I MUCH PREFERRED BACKDOOR BEAUTIES VOLUME 43.
- Me: OOOH. Foreshadowing!
- Husband: What?
- Me: Um. Nothing.
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msdirected said:
Lucky you:] I’m still trying to convince my SO of this ship that sails itself
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cheesiestart said:
be sure to keep us updated, aahaha
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