Risto Ahti, Tr. By Herbert Lomas, From Contemporary Finnish Poetry: “Only Joy Is Real,”

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Gerard's mom:  You don’t have to watch them 

Gerard: Things are better if I stay

Gabriel: *Looks at Sam*

Sabriel Shippers:

Mikey: There is a strict no-animals policy on the Bus

Gerard: Okay

Mikey: Except for Frank’s high horse which occasionally makes an appearance.

Cas: Dean, we’re crossing the street, take my hand

Dean: [does as he’s told]

Sam: Cas, he’s a fully grown adult

Also Sam: [grabs Gabe by the arm so he doesn’t run into traffic]

*Mikey, Ray, and Frank in a hotel room waiting for Gee to come back from the store*

Gee, busting through the door: GUESS WHO JUST GOT APPLE FLAVORED SHAMPOO!

Frank: *grabs it and runs into the bathroom*

*shower turns on*

Gee: WAIT NO I MENT SCENTED

Frank: HOLY SHIT IT TASTE LIKE APPLES TOO

~TWO MINUTES LATER~

Frank: I JUST THREW UP

Charlie: if you shame girls about their breast size, I will push you into traffic.

Mary: who’s flat now?

Guuuurl, you know my velocity makes you sweat...

Gabriel: I know we don’t always see eye to eye on things

Sam: that’s because you’re too short

Gabriel:

Dean: dude, run

so i might have made some memes