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beansideWhere to start? I thoroughly loved this ep. Maybe it was because I needed a good laugh, maybe it was because I'm every bit as big a geek as Dean, but this was awesome for me.
The random and impressive Evil Dead references were kinda awesome. But seriously, did you at least buy Sam Rami dinner before you raped his movie? Also, what? Couldn't afford Bruce Campbell?
"It's practically Canadian!" *snortgiggle*
Oh, Dean. You geeky pig. I love you. Never change.
"What's a PA?" "I think it's sort of like a slave."
Gary Cole! Heee!
"I loved you in Boogeyman." "What a terrible script!" Oh, Kripke. At least you know that it sucked ass.
I flat-out loved the fan scene. I looked at Jess and said, "Wonder if they'll let them throw the peeled grapes this time?" And sure enough, a moment later, a pile of brain matter sprayed onto the screen.
And then, after they'vehad their product placement killed the baddies, Dean gets some! Now that was a seriously rocking trailer. Boy must have some abs of steel.
Heee! We love you Kripke!!
ETA: The movie trailer! OMG, I nearly pissed myself laughing. Jess was even worse, though. It was awesome.
The random and impressive Evil Dead references were kinda awesome. But seriously, did you at least buy Sam Rami dinner before you raped his movie? Also, what? Couldn't afford Bruce Campbell?
"It's practically Canadian!" *snortgiggle*
Oh, Dean. You geeky pig. I love you. Never change.
"What's a PA?" "I think it's sort of like a slave."
Gary Cole! Heee!
"I loved you in Boogeyman." "What a terrible script!" Oh, Kripke. At least you know that it sucked ass.
I flat-out loved the fan scene. I looked at Jess and said, "Wonder if they'll let them throw the peeled grapes this time?" And sure enough, a moment later, a pile of brain matter sprayed onto the screen.
And then, after they've
Heee! We love you Kripke!!
ETA: The movie trailer! OMG, I nearly pissed myself laughing. Jess was even worse, though. It was awesome.
