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Word of the Week: to, too, two
Word Count: 100 on the nose!
"Pull over," Dean groaned.
"Nope, I told you to not go out drinking last night. We had to hit the road early," Sam argued as he gunned the engine, barreling down the dark interstate.
"You never said 4am early," Dean snapped.
"Yeah I did," Sam exclaimed. "Maybe you were too drunk to hear me."
"You're being a jerk, Sammy," Dean slurred from the backseat.
"And your acting like a two year old," Sam murmured under his breath.
"I heard that," Dean said as he attempted to sit up straight.
"Of course, your hearing would be working fine now," Sam grumbled.
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