Saturday, February 7th, 2009 01:49 am
Dear Sam, your moral decline is scaring me. I get you have demon blood, the life you craved is denied to you, you're going to die young (horribly), your brother will die too (again) and you'll probably lose a war that will doom the entire human race. I'd be pretty fucked up as well. I'm also appalled impressed by what you said to Dean and I think you meant every brutal word of it - you really go for the throat when you're mad don't you? On the plus side, you shagged a girl and she didn't die! PS Jared, that smile with the flirting in the doorway was delightful.

Dear Gender Ambiguous Siren, I find your M.O confusing (and I love your name choices) but let's talk about you schmoozing Dean because it's more fun. You seem to have near-miraculous abilities to be exactly what your target wants and you went for tall, geeky, trusting and into cars, drinking and Led Zep. And you're going to lure him to his doom by making him kill his significant other? Frankly, given the relationship strain those boys are under right now I'm glad someone thinks they're crazy about each other.

Dear Dean, you *know* you're not allowed to have friends, why did you trust the G.A.S? Your baby brother who worshipped you has grown up and didn't turn into a buddy you could talk cars and music with. I'm sorry but one day you're going to have to let go. PS 'C-blocking'? Really? Oh Dean, we all remember Ash but if you wanted to immortalise his legacy couldn't you have taken up hacking?

Dear Bobby, I love your telephone system. You are still the coolest. Given how often you swoop in and save the boys have you considered getting them micro-chipped?