thirty-nine beers

[shutupsammy]

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[ there's a long radio silence, filled with nothing but quiet, slow, hissed breathing. Measured but clearly pained, bored-- frustrated. After nearly a minute, a low, raspy voice hums something which may or may not be recognizable, not careful to make it sound good or in tune. ]

And if I say to you tomorrow

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voice

[shutupsammy]

When I get out of here I am going to tear you apart into every one of your component organs one by one.

Then I think I'll eat your liver.

voice

[shutupsammy]

You're a dead man crawling.

[71_chevelle]

Cry me a river, Dean.

[shutupsammy]

Bobby, you are never any fun.

[71_chevelle]

Neither are you these days.

voice;

[blackeyedskank]

Singing never was your strong suit.

voice;

[shutupsammy]

Ruuuuuuuby.

Something's off. What are you?

voice;

[blackeyedskank]

Dean.

None of your business. Stop threatening to eat people's liver. It's unhygienic.

1/1 staring

[monsterbaiting]

hi jo

[shutupsammy]

Cat got your tongue, Jo?

sob she hates you

[monsterbaiting]

Couldn't think of a better line than that, Dean?

[livingmyths]

Dean?

[shutupsammy]

You should let me out.

[livingmyths]

Where are you?

I can come get you if you need help.

[shutupsammy]

I don't know. Somewhere. A warehouse. Sammy says I can't get out.

Nasty brother. He's always so useless.