(no subject)
Feb. 3rd, 2007 11:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ivyfic-Where's my "Then," "Now," "Soon"? I miss the weekly fan vid recap.
-Where's this episode set? Providence. Because this show is not above using town names as giant anvils. From dictionary.com: providence – the foreseeing care and guidance of God over the creatures of the earth.
-MAGIC FINGERS!!!eleven!!!! The look on Dean's face – the way he's moving his lips and eyebrows – I'm with Sam. That's a little obscene. This scene, I think, is the closest we're ever going to get to the Sam-walks-in-on-Dean-jerking-off scene so popular in fandom. I mean, Dean doesn't stop or acknowledge his brother and then when he does, he asks Sam to join in? And Sam's looking everywhere but at Dean? And look at the room they're in! First time round I noticed the naked lady silhouettes on the partition (where do they find these hotels – seriously). On further investigation, there's a giant mirror with another naked lady silhouetted on it on the wall and a painting over Dean's head of a kneeling stripper wearing nothing but tassles. And with the way Dean's staring at the ceiling while enjoying his "magic fingers" – what do you want to bet there's a mirror up there? Dean's totally practicing his bedroom eyes.
If that wasn't enough, they bring up the magic fingers again and make it clear that Dean's a hedonist and Sam's a puritan. (Dean: I like orgasms. Sam: Don't you have to eat? Dean: I can't do both at the same time?)
Anyone who has to use a laundromat on a regular basis hoardes quarters. I keep a little bag of them, I've seen people who keep tupperware containers. What do you want to bet Dean just blew their entire stash of laundry quarters in one go? The label on the bed says 25 cents for 15 minutes. If they keep about $20 of quarters (which is usually how much I have), that's twenty hours of magic fingers fun. This is what Dean does when bored – listens to heavy metal and "enjoys" himself.
-Unicorns! Methinks Dean doth protest too much when it comes to his scorn of unicorns. I now have an image of five-year-old Dean going crazy over the Lisa Frank stationery at the drugstore and John just hanging his head in shame.
In my next meta post I'll actually discuss life, religion and everything. But for now, I'm just enjoying the magic fingers.
-Where's this episode set? Providence. Because this show is not above using town names as giant anvils. From dictionary.com: providence – the foreseeing care and guidance of God over the creatures of the earth.
-MAGIC FINGERS!!!eleven!!!! The look on Dean's face – the way he's moving his lips and eyebrows – I'm with Sam. That's a little obscene. This scene, I think, is the closest we're ever going to get to the Sam-walks-in-on-Dean-jerking-off scene so popular in fandom. I mean, Dean doesn't stop or acknowledge his brother and then when he does, he asks Sam to join in? And Sam's looking everywhere but at Dean? And look at the room they're in! First time round I noticed the naked lady silhouettes on the partition (where do they find these hotels – seriously). On further investigation, there's a giant mirror with another naked lady silhouetted on it on the wall and a painting over Dean's head of a kneeling stripper wearing nothing but tassles. And with the way Dean's staring at the ceiling while enjoying his "magic fingers" – what do you want to bet there's a mirror up there? Dean's totally practicing his bedroom eyes.
If that wasn't enough, they bring up the magic fingers again and make it clear that Dean's a hedonist and Sam's a puritan. (Dean: I like orgasms. Sam: Don't you have to eat? Dean: I can't do both at the same time?)
Anyone who has to use a laundromat on a regular basis hoardes quarters. I keep a little bag of them, I've seen people who keep tupperware containers. What do you want to bet Dean just blew their entire stash of laundry quarters in one go? The label on the bed says 25 cents for 15 minutes. If they keep about $20 of quarters (which is usually how much I have), that's twenty hours of magic fingers fun. This is what Dean does when bored – listens to heavy metal and "enjoys" himself.
-Unicorns! Methinks Dean doth protest too much when it comes to his scorn of unicorns. I now have an image of five-year-old Dean going crazy over the Lisa Frank stationery at the drugstore and John just hanging his head in shame.
In my next meta post I'll actually discuss life, religion and everything. But for now, I'm just enjoying the magic fingers.