just something i wrote on a whim... enjoy!!!
A/N i dont own, (poor me) so dont sue
Dean and Sam were driving down the road, some long highway in the midwest. Nevada, we'll say.
"Damnit!" Dean muttered angrily. The radio issued static, while Dean tried to get a signal.
Suddenly, a voice came through loud and clear. "And here's Gunther!" Dean smiled. "There, got a
station." There was a long pause, and the song came on. "Ooh, you touch my ta-la-la. Oh, my
ding-ding-dong." Dean shut the radio off quickly. "Um, the music is distracting. I gotta drive." He
said defensively as Sam laughed at him. They drove down the road in silence.