Because Jared's a nice guy

[certainthings]

[Fictional Conversation - on the phone]

Jared: You going to Australia, man?

Jensen: Yeah, why? Wanna come?

Jared: Like to, but I can't. I just wanted to give you some uh, points.

Jensen: Points?

Jared: Tips. Whatever. Just shut up and listen. Don't drink Fosters - the commercials lie - Australians hate that shit.

Jensen: Okay ...

Jared: But they love it when you ask if they have kangaroos and koalas in their back yard.

Jensen: I'm not an idiot, Jared.

Jared: Keep telling yourself that, dude. And last tip. Use the word root a lot.

Jensen: Root?

Jared: Yeah, like, 'I'm going to root for the home team.'

Jensen: Uh, okay?

Jared: So you'll call when you get back?

Jensen: Might even call before I get back.

Jared: Such a girl, Jen.

Jensen: I'm hanging up.

Comments

[pippilottah.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, Jared's such a good friend ;P

[quiet-rebel.livejournal.com]

Jared: But they love it when you ask if they have kangaroos and koalas in their back yard.

Jensen: I'm not an idiot, Jared.

LOL! You forgot Jensen's eyes rolling. Hehe.

[apey1013.livejournal.com]

And then Jen brings him home a plushie koala.

[oddegg.livejournal.com]

I'm going to root for the home team

Evil!Jared ftw!

Root....ROFLMAO

[blacklid.livejournal.com]

Aw, smidgy! *guffaws and chucks you one on the chin admiringly*
These always make me laugh! Just thought you should know that you're awesome... :)

[uglyduckling-me.livejournal.com]

:D

[brianrubin.livejournal.com]

Your fictional conversations keep making me laugh. Great job! :)

[pushingyouaway.livejournal.com]

n'awwwww they're so cute together *happy sigh*


*cookies*

[apostrophee.livejournal.com]

You: 4
Internet: 2

[rl2hb.livejournal.com]

I can only imagine some of the things Jensen will say when he gets back such as...

Jensen: "Hey, lets chuck a sickie because I cracked a fat and want to have a naughty in the nuddy with you."
Jared: "What?"
Jensen: "Yeah, and you can put your doodle in my freckle, then we can go to Maccas."
Jared: "What?"

Clearly, I know all about Australia and used these all correctly. Yup, I did...

[magikalrhiannon.livejournal.com]

mate we don't just hate that shit, we only export it. It's rare to find a pub that sells that shit anyway.

and I would give him the $20 just to answer the who would you turn gay for question alone. Fuck the other 18 seconds of questions.

[thursdaywench.livejournal.com]

hehehe. your fictional conversations are like wheaties. ^.^

[vunadiwai.livejournal.com]

I love it when you post these :D

[katysam.livejournal.com]

Now that it looks like both Jared and Jensen will have visited Australia do you think it would be okay to start writing J2 fic using Aussie slang?


***

Jezza and Jaz are heading to Surfers in their rented Holden Commodore, hammering down the freeway at 100 clicks and listening to Barnsey, Farnsey and Acca Dacca.

"Jezza," Jaz yells over the blare of the radio. "We need to stop."

"Jaz," Jezza sighs and turns off the radio. "We only just stopped. We're in the middle of whoop whoop and I wanna make it to the caravan park in time to throw a few snags on the barbie."

"You know, I love it when you talk dirty to me but it 'aint gonna work this time. I really need a slash. Pull over," Jaz whines and shifts uncomfortably in his seat.

Jezza rolls his eyes. "You dickhead. I told you you downin' a slab was a dodgy idea.

"But I really need to go. Now!"

"I saw a roadhouse back a bit. I'll just chuck a U-ey...

"There's no time, Jezza. Pull. Over. Now." Jaz pleads.

"Fine." Jezza says, as he slows the car and pulls off onto the stones at the side of the road.

Jaz is fumbling with his thongs, struggling to slip them on his feet, at the same time as he's reaching for the door handle. Jezza brings the car to a complete stop and Jaz is out the door like a shot, almost falling A over T in his haste.

"Mate!" Jensen hollers. "Careful. Falling over because your budgie smugglers are wrapped around your ankles is not a valid excuse for flashing a brown eye to the east coast of Australia! The locals aren't ready to see that side of your six-foot-four arse."

***

[mel-b-angel.livejournal.com]

Root. *sniggers*

[agt-league.livejournal.com]

Hahahahahahaha!

I'm going to call this conversation my squishy and it shall be mine. :D