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"Seriously? You're watching it again? Dean, please go get laid or something," Sam groaned as he looked at the tiny motel television displaying The Wizard of Oz.
"Again? Sam, I don't watch it that often," Dean scoffed before turning back to the screen.
"It's the fourth time this week. You're a six year old girl. Want me to braid your hair like Dorothy's?"
"Have you watched the show before? It's about hunting."
"Hunting? Name one character other than Dorothy that you would NOT hunt."
"Shut up. They all get screwed by the Wicked Witch and then they hunt and gank her. It's about hunting. Now, watch or go away."
"Fine. Pass the popcorn."