Sam leaned forward and stared fixedly at the television screen. "What the hell is she drinking?"
"Prairie oysters." Dean shrugged, shoving another handful of carmel popcorn into his mouth. "Snooki says it's a surefire cure for hangovers."
Sam's lip curled. "Ewww! That's disgusting!"
"Yep."
"What are you watching this for, anyway?"
"Nothin' else on except documentaries."
"Dean, this is a documentary! It documents how stupid you have to be to get your own t.v. show!" Sam reached for the remote. "There's got to be something else on."
Dean smacked his hand away. "Dude, you are not the boss of me!"