If you have ever seen Supernatural, you know, its pretty friggin’ awesome. And its the home I’ve found myself for the last two days. I’ve been sick and watching non-stop demon hunting action. Which is pretty sweet, by the way if you didn’t know. God if Dean Winchester got his hand on good ol’ Voldy Harry Potter would never have had those issues. Better yet they could team up together and hunt bad stuff with a combination off mommy and daddy issues, and self esteem crap that just makes them so indestructible. I mean seriously, they found their way to a person they cared about, or in Harry’s case more than two, and they kicked ass.
Not saying that Sam and Ron and Hermione aren’t badass. They are, but those two would make a hell of a team.
Well, off to season three, shall we.