My face must have said things. My mind certainly did hearing that; very cussy things...and they are mirth incarnate as I tell them about the drink order. So again, Misha Collins has 'won' and apparently I am invested in this supposed thrown gauntlet. I get an apology in the way of 'I don't mean to laugh,' that is met with my 'Oh yes yae do and I cannae blame yae for it. It is truly a comedy of errors.' I can practically hear their mom voice in their head: And what did we learn from this?
Be a better fucking liar when answering a Misha challenge that's what.