SHOCK TO THE SYSTEM
WOW: faint. It would take a lot to make our brave boys swoon.
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own them.
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"Dean, DEAN!"
"Whaaa … what?"
"Dean, damnit bro'. You fainted."
"What?"
"You fainted."
"I'm a freakin' dude; I don't faint."
"Really? Why are you lying unconscious on the floor then?"
"I don't know; I musta blacked out or something."
"Yeah, whatever; you fainted."
"Uh, wow. My head feels really weird."
"You need to rest dude, until we can figure out why you fainted."
"Yeah, right. Well, I'm not pregnant, I can tell you that."
"Very funny Dean. What's that in your hand?"
"What?"
"That piece of paper."
"Uh, well. It's a lotto tick … oh yeah. Uh Sammy, look. Our numbers came up. We've won the jackpot."
"What?"
"That's right, I remember. I was looking at the ticket and the winning numbers in the newspaper. That's when I noticed that we've got all the numbers and won the jackpot. That's when I fai … uh, lost consciousness."
"What the hell, Dean – is this a joke?"
"No. Look, Sam. There's the ticket. There's the newspaper."
"No, this can't be, Dean. We don't win stuff. There's got to be some mistake. Oh crap … uh … Dean, we've got all the numbers."
"Yeah!"
"Dean, we've won the Lotto."
"Yeah!"
"Dean, we're …"
…
…
"Sam, SAMMY!"
"Whaaa … what?"
"You fainted."
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