MAKING A POINT
WOW: dirt. When Dean makes a point, he REALLY makes a point ...
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own them.
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Sitting at the table, Sam stared in disbelief at the incredible feast Dean had spent all day cooking.
Beefburgers with lemon aioli, lemon sole with lemongrass and a lemon wedge, chinese lemon chicken, a side salad tossed in a lemon vinaigrette, lemon merangue pie, lemon drizzle cake, lemon jell-o with lemon sorbet and a lemon rind sprinkle, all accompanied by cloudy lemonade and iced lemon tea.
He looked up at Dean, standing before him, arms folded across his chest, shooting him the dirtiest of looks.
"Dean, you're still pissed about me saying you don't get enough vitamin C, aren't you."
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