Ed had been driving for about an hour before he began to smell it. "Dude, you know the rule. If you're going to let it out, warn a guy first and roll the windows down."

Harry looked at him, puzzled. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Really, you don't know what I'm talking about? Dude, it's okay to admit it, Taco Bell upsets my stomach sometimes too. You can let me know if we have to stop somewhere for you to relieve yourself."

"No seriously Ed, I don't know what you mean. I didn't fart, I can't even smell…." and then he caught whiff of the stench. It was like rotting eggs, and a fish market, and ass. "Sweet mother of pearl. What in God's name did you eat?"

Ed was flabbergasted. "Me?! No it was obviously you. Seeing as you weren't even bothered by it until I brought it up." He rolled down the windows.

"As if. Whoever smelt it dealt it, Ed."

"Whoever denied it supplied it, Harry."

"I…I cannot believe you just said that to me right now."

"Well then just admit it. You launched the atomic bomb without any prior warning to the citizens."

"Ed, I swear to God it wasn't me. I wouldn't break the gas passing oath."

"Swear to me on something you cherish, on something you love more then life itself."

"I swear to you on my first edition copy of The Hobbit. I am sure that it was not me who let loose an SBD as I am sure that Han shot first."

Ed looked at him, and knew he wasn't joking. Harry didn't fuck around when it came to Tolkien and Star Wars.

"Well then where the fuck is that god awful smell coming from?!"

"Do you think they've found it yet?" Dean turned to look at Sam in the passenger's seat. As Blue Oyster Cult's "I love the night" played on the radio. The one good thing about this job was that it put him in a BOC mood. His tape had repeated twice already.

"Probably," Sam replied. "Man, I wish I could see the look on those assholes' faces," he said with a laugh.

"Ya, me too," said Dean. "But mostly I hope we never have to hear about the Hell Hounds again. Sam nodded in agreement, hoping they'd heard the last of Ed Zeddmore and Harry Spangler.