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October 9th, 2009

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA oh my dear sweet lord, I just cannot even believe the story I just heard. It's just, Dean and Sam, getting their asses handed to them by Paris Hilton? Why are there no pictures of this? I need to start coming with them on these hunts, so many Kodak moment opportunities wasted. Hee Hee, oh I have to dry my eyes, I can't even see what I'm writing anymore, I'm actually crying. Dean won't stop glaring, but he can do that all he wants, it won't make it less funny.

In their defense, it wasn't actually Paris Hilton; it was the Pagan God Leshii pretending to be Paris Hilton, along with several other famous idols throughout history (i.e. Abraham Lincoln, James Dean's car, etc.). Still, the image in my mind has me rolling on the floor with laughter and there is no way I'm letting this one slide. I'll be bringing this one up for years to come.

Dean just read that over my shoulder. He's now laying his head on the table. I think I'll poke him.

He grunted at me. I think I'll poke him again.

BAD IDEA, VERY BAD IDEA. ABORT, ABORT MISSION! SAM, GET THE PIE. QUICKLY!