I'm A Dog

I found out that my Farmville friends think I'm a dog and I guess I am one. I'm one of those stupid dogs that sit by it's master's knees and wait for a treat only to be kicked in the face instead. That's how I felt tonight after Supernatural's finale was over. I just got one big kick in the face for my loyalty, yet again. It's funny, but I waited and waited and I did get a few treats, but I think I got kicked in the face even more times. I think this last kick might be the last. It was a huge one. So I want to thank all the producers, writers, directors, staff and whoever of Supernatural for the nice big kick in my face. That's what you get for being loyal now a days. I love Jared Padalecki, but I think it's finally over for Sam on Supernatural. I've waited and waited for years now to finally see Sam and his story onscreen and I've gotten nothing over and over again. I'm so sad and disappointed and I'm still reeling from the kick in my face. I should have known, but I was stupid and had some hope. I hope the Dean fans out there are happy and I hope they love the show next season. I might watch or I might not. Supernatural just stopped being must see TV for me. I might watch next season, but if I get bored, I'll go to bed instead of torturing myself and waiting around for another kick.