Sam lifted a big plastic garbage bag out the car. "What's this?"
"Nothing!" Dean made a frantic grab for it. "Give it back!"
Sam dangled it teasingly out of his brother's reach. "You want it back? Gonna hafta jump for it!" Laughing, he opened the bag and looked inside. His eyes went wide. "What the – "
Dean jerked the bag away, an embarrassed look on his face.
"Uh, Dean," Sam said cautiously. "What's with all the Twinkies?"
Dean hemmed and hawed for a few seconds, then mumbled something incomprehensible.
"What? What was that?"
Dean groaned, then, face red, said, "HostesswentoutofbusinessandI haddastockup!"
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Ok, this is ticking me off! For some reason it won't let my words run together! Aaarrgghh! Pretend that last word is all run together, okay?