Dirty Secret!

Hey guys. It’s us! So as you all know, we were away for a bit, going through J² detox. Just trying to get the boys out of our system. And while we certainly put up a good front, we’ve been needing to tell you something. We don’t know why we haven’t. But it’s important, and we think you guys should know. We’ve got a little confession to make. It’s been going on for awhile now, and we still haven’t told you. And it’s just not right. So, um… here it goes…

We’re fucking J-Squared (They’re fucking J-Squared)
We’re sorry but it’s true.
We’re fucking J-Squared (They’re fucking J-Squared)
And yes, they fuck each other, too.
We’re fucking J-Squared…
On the couch, by the door, on the counter, through the floor,
In the bathroom at the mall, in the impala, through the wall.

We’re fucking J-Squared (They’re fucking J-Squared)
Both before and after class.
We said we’re fucking J-Squared. (They said they’re fucking J-Squared)
And we ABSOLUTELY worship at the shrine of Jensen Ackles’ Ass…
Wait, is that even a real place?
Yeah yeah, Maichan just bought it last week. I hear there’re gonna be frequent “ass-offs” and everything.
Oh….oh, ok…yeah, good. That’s good.

Hey guys, please don’t be mad.
Just look at all the fun times we’ve had.
Like that time in the box
We said Sandy was hot.
We Shipped her with the boys,
And we called them McLovin…

Knock knock!
Who’s that knockin’ at my door?
Wefa.
Wefa who?
We’re fucking McLovin.
They’re fucking McLovin.
F-U-C- king Mc L-O-V-I-N.
F-U-C king Mc L-O-V-I-N.

We’re fucking J-Squared. (They’re fucking J-Squared)
Our type of action’s boy on boy.
We said we’re fucking J-Squared. (They’re fucking J-Squared)
And of course Sandra McCoy.
That’s right, we’re fucking Jensen, Jared, AND Sandy all simultaneously!

Remember when:
That time when we were chatting with you guys in the J-box and linking you J-Squared fan!fic, we were fucking J-Squared.
Last week, when we were in J² rehab, and supposedly cleansing our system, we were DEFINITELY fucking J-Squared.
That day when we were all of a sudden in love with Wentworth again, we were actually fucking J-Squared…and pretending not to like it.

Jensen’s here, Jared’s there. We’re both handcuffed to a chair.
Gagged and bound is what we are, getting our heads slammed on the bar.

They’re fucking J-Squared.
They’re fucking J-Squared.
They’re fucking J-Squared.

So..that’s it. We think we were clear. Um…we know you guys probably have some questions for us, and that’s great. We know you guys are all wondering, and yes…those rumors about Jared’s magnum ARE true…as is that rumor about Jensen’s DSLs. So, um…if there’s anything else you guys want to know, or if you need to vent at all, please feel free to stop by our office at anytime…and drop a note in the comment box. And don’t worry! Any negativity or criticism won’t affect your final grades for the semester…much. Now, if you’ll excuse us, we’ll be in the library, fucking J-Squared.