Ahaha, this one was fun :) No spoilers, just a little mishap - of course it happened to Dean ;)
Happy Birthday Edina Cloud! :) Enjoy :P
"Should we pull it out? Maybe we should just take you to the ER..."
Sam glances at his brother's leg as he speaks, eying the offending object with growing anxiety.
"I really don't care. –hic-" Dean chortles gleefully, a half-empty bottle of whiskey at his side. He takes a deep swig as Sam continues to examine his leg.
"There's a dirty branch sticking out of you, man. You should probably care a little."
Dean snorts, coughing up a bit of alcohol. He throws back his head and guffaws.
"There's...a branch...-hic- sticking outta me. Get it? Sticking?"
"...Okay, I'm calling Bobby."
:)