Charlie: if you shame girls about their breast size, I will push you into traffic.
Mary: who’s flat now?
or just fix this idiot’s mistake again
Forrest Gump❣️
Sam: (very drunk) no, stop! I have a boyfriend!
Gabriel: I KNOW that, loser, I AM your boyfriend!
Sam: stop taking my clothes off! My boyfriend’s gonna kick your ass!
Gabriel: I’m just taking your shoes off, Sam. Can you- ugh! Dean, come help me!
Dean: (recording all this on his phone) busy. Sorry.
Frank: What time is it?
Mikey: A quarter ‘til 4.
Frank: That means nothing to me. I speak English, not math.
[Chuck filming on his phone]
Chuck:*pointing at Sam* Dis a moose.
Chuck:*pointing a Dean* Dis a squirrel
Chuck:*pointing at Rowena* Dis a witch
Chuck:*pointing at Lucifer* Disappointment.
Lucifer:*squinting* Are you filming for your Twitter?
Chuck:....maybe
My hair is sacred.
I’ve been waiting 15 years for Sam to say that and in such a queer way. (via jupiterjames)
TODAY IS THE DAY.
MISHAPOCALYPSE HAS STARTED.
WE’RE GOING TO OWN TUMBLR.
THEY MUST FEAR US.
BECAUSE WE’RE NEVER GONNA STOP.
THE WORLD IS OURS.
AND WILL ALWAYS BE OURS.
HAPPY MISHAPOCALYPSE.
Friendly reminder that it’s okay to have multiple aesthetics.
Like, seriously, if you want to be full in goth one day and cottage ore then next, you should do that. If all these different aesthetics make you happy, then you should go for it!
And, like, I know there are things getting in the way of this, like job dress codes and money. And, like, insecurity especially. And they’re all valid and stuff.
But, like, if you’re able to, even just a little bit, then you should. Everyone else can get walk away from you at the end of the day, but you can’t do that to yourself.
Might as well make you happy.
It's the last Mishapocalyose of the show's duration!!!