Yessssss! I never noticed that until loudest-subtext pointed it out and now every time I watch this scene I crack up when I see that mic still hooked on John’s jacket.
"Ciao, Sherlock Holmes." piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimp omg
now watch me walk away that’s right honey you had no idea what you’ve been missing but now you know
yeah i bet you will catch me later but only when i want you to
alright speak into the mic now baby tell me what you thought
*heavy breathing* "Are you alright?!"
*heavy breathing intensifies* "Sh-Sherlock!"
the FUCK is going on in there
*groaning* "Oh, christ…"
*gasping for air* "Are you okay?"
WHO FUCKING CARES JUST FUCKING SAY SOMETHING ABOUT MY SUIT
*seriously labored panting* "Yeah, me, I’m fine…that thing you did, that was…good."
THING? WHAT THING?
"I’m glad no one saw that…you ripping my clothes off in a darkened swimming pool. People might talk."
OH HELL NO
"People do little else."
SORRY BOYS I’M SO FUCKING CHANGEABLE PUT IT BACK IN YOUR PANTS “DOCTOR”
YOU CAN’T ACTUALLY BE INTO THAT JUMPER WEARING MOTHERFUCKER I PULLED OUT THE WESTWOOD FOR YOU I’M A GODDAMN SEX GOD LOOK AT MY EYEBROWS DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH THIS SHIT COST AND THAT’S NOT ALL THAT’S BEEN WAXED I KNOW YOU LIKE YOUR CRIMINALS CLEAN SHAVEN SO LET’S FUCKING DO THIS
TURN AROUND AND LOOK AT ME ASSHOLE JESUS CHRIST THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU
oh my fucking god you’re still into Doctor Wankshit.
well then you can’t be allowed to continue because it’s Mr. Sex or no one i mean i fucking strapped bombs to people for your virgin ass what else does a boy have to do to get some fucking attention besides dress like your fucking DAD i mean do i need to go shopping for flannel or something?
omg lol flannel. as if.
I’ll always reblog this. I can’t stop laughing
"Holy mother of Mary Shelley!"
"What the Tolkien?"
"By Victor Hugo’s spare underpants!"
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph Conrad!"
"Pardon my Molière, but I don’t give a Faulkner."
Thank you supernatural fandom