"That chick was smoking' hot," Dean said, gazing down with regret at the mangled body.
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"Pity she was a shape-shifter," Sam countered. "If I didn't have such great reflexes, you'd have been road-kill by now. You gotta stop letting a woman's good looks cloud your judgement."
"Come on, Sammy. Even a die-hard prude like you has to admit she could've vied for a centre-page in Busty Asian Beauties."
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Sam's eyes rolled like two hazel marbles on a race to the finish line. "I don't know how you've survived so long using your downstairs brain instead of the one in your skull!"