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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