John Green’s car breaks down
The Fault in Our Cars
John Green gets locked in a pub
The Fault in Our Bars
John Green writes a strongly worded pamphlet on the flaws of the Russian Monarchy
The Fault in Our Czars
John Green talks about un-scary dinosuars
The Fault in Our Rawrs
John Green writes about the flaws of Disney villains.
The Fault in Jafar.
I can play this game, too, tumblr!
John Green writes a novel about the character defects of Metallica’s drummer.
The Fault in Our Lars.
John Green writes a novel about the lack of creative vocabulary in today’s society.
The Fault in Our Vernaculars.
I just like to find a nice quiet place with lots of sunshine and lush grass with maybe the occasional patch of wild clover and a tree for me to rest against while I read my porn and plot the intricate ways of how I will destroy and crush my enemies as I fester with a silent rage within and I just think that’s beautiful.
You cray cray dude.
I love it.
Because Dean is likable.
Because Jensen works well with everyone.
Because Jensen is the one who brings the chemistry and the magic.
The only reason Sam is getting time with characters is because his fans are complaining about how no one likes Sam.
The only people who like Sam are losers.