JOKE'S ON YOU
WOW: faint. Inappropriate gifts have a way of turning round and biting you in the ass …
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Angels didn't have birthdays, so for Castiel, the Winchesters celebrated the day upon which he entered their life instead.
This morning, as Castiel opened his gifts from the Winchesters, he didn't notice the faint smirk on Dean's face, nor the disapproving frown on Sam's.
The wrapping paper fell away, revealing a pair of obnoxiously red boxer briefs bearing the epithet, 'syphon the python!'
Head cocked inquisitively, Castiel stared at the brothers.
'I don't understand that reference …'
Now it was Sam's turn to smirk; "well, you'd better explain it to him Dean."
Suddenly the reddest thing in the room was Dean's face.
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