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dean…

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To: Er… everyone.
CC: Jerk hottiemail. com - (Screw you, Sammy!)
Bcc: What? This like a trick? Bccdddeee kinda thing?
Subject: I'm bored! Gimme a break!


Read this... then copy it and send it to all your friends!!
And then back to me…


TELL US ABOUT YOU

What time is it?: 3.30pm – almost time for dinner

Name: Dean Winchester. No middle name. We don't do those.

Nicknames: Sexy. Baby. Honey. Bad Boy. What girls call me counts, right? Oh, and if Sam had his way… jerk.

Parent's names: John and Mary Winchester. That's the last time we gotta talk about them, I hope.

Number of candles that appeared on your last birthday cake: 30. It's the new 18! The way I do it anyway!

Date that you regularly blow them out (birthday): Never had a birthday cake. Now, birthday shots…

Pets: Never had one. My brother and I caught a turkey once, but that doesn't count. You're not supposed to open up a shotgun on your pets in the middle of the kitchen.

Height: 6'0" – What? I am!

Eye color: Hold on… lemme check. Can't tell.

Hair Color: Brown.

Piercing: Tried that once. Eyebrow ring. Girl in school thought it was cool. Dad… not so much.


HAVE YOU EVER...?

Had the drink Calypso Breeze?: Do I look gay?

Been in love?: Sticking to the easy questions, huh? No. I haven't. What people say in weird dreams doesn't count. And confessions when you're about to give in to an Archangel (not that way!) don't count either! Neither does stuff you say when the other person's about to sacrifice themselves. Or after you've escaped from a killer racist truck. Dammit! I said no!

Been toilet-papering?: Sammy and I tried that once… kinda lame. The next year we trapped a small poltergeist in an amulet and left it in the principal's office – much funnier!

Loved somebody so much it makes you cry?: I had something in my eye! You try standin in a cramped room with rock salt and butane!


THE FUTURE:

School: Something that generally happened to other people…

Where You Want To Live: Doesn't matter. A home would be nice, but… yeah. Really, really doesn't matter.

How Many Kids You Want: Kids? In a very-now-apocalyptic world? Ha! Wonder how Ben's doin…

Girl names: Mary, Jo, Ellen… they're nice names.

Boy names: Dean. What?

What Kind Of Job You Want: I like my job. Or I did. 9 to 5 must suck ass though!

You Want To Get Married: What the hell is with these pointless questions? It doesn't matter!


WHO:

Makes You Laugh The Most: Me. Sam just ain't funny, but the kid's an easy mark. And Cas has his moments. I like drunk Cas!

Do You Go To For Advice or To talk About Things: Sammy. Nobody else is around much. You're on the road long enough and eventually a bunch of chick flick crap's gonna come spewin out.

Who Do You Hate: Whoah, okay… list time. Angels (cept Cas), Archangels (cept Gabe, he was alright in the end – the dude got his own Casa Erotica), Lucifer (given), pretty much your standard Supernatural evil sons o bitches! And that fabric softener teddy bear… he's still on my list. This is the list: Lucifer: horsemen, Michael (Yeah, I said it!) then that damn teddy bear…

Knows The Most About You: Sam. Again, stuck in a car all the live long freakin day!

Is Your Best Friend: My brother. Oh, stop cryin Sammy!

Has It Easier, Guys Or Girls: I like easy girls… Wait. What was the question?


WHICH ONE?

Croutons or Bacon Bits: Bacon Bits. On croutons. With cream cheese.

2 doors or 4 (on a car): 4. Damn two door hot-hatch drivin dicks make me nuts!

Mr. Pibb or Dr. Pepper: Beer!

Coffee or Ice-cream: Ice-Cream. In coffee.

Shampoo or Conditioner: Conditioner don't sting my eyes.

Bridges or Tunnels: Tunnels. Tunnels. Defnitely tunnels. Wonder why…

One pillow or two: Don't care. Hittin one is rare enough.

Adidas or Nike: Boots. Do I look like I freakin jog?

Nike or Reebok: You tryin to sell me something?

Adidas or Reebok: Enough already!


WORD ASSOCIATION (FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MIND)

Rock: On!

Green: Witches! Seriously, they're disgusting! Fluids everywhere!

Wet: Willy. Sam always hated that one. It's an oldie, but a goodie…

Cry: Me A River you douchenozzle!

Peanut Butter: I'm hungry.


FAVORITES:

Salad Dressing: I'm not the gay brother. Over to you, Frances.

Color of socks: Long as you can still tell they're socks…

Memory: November 1st, 1983. Mom and me read Sammy a bedtime story. I got to play the characters. The kid giggled, I swear. It was cool. The next night… Yeah, we're not gonna go there…

Toothpaste: The kind you get at a gas station. What? You mean there's different kinds?

Food: Bacon-cheese burgers. God's gift to… uh…! Well, someone who loves me's gift to me!

Song at the moment: Carry On My Wayward Son by Kansas. Don't know why that song keeps playin in my head.

TV show: I'm off Dr Sexy. Getting shot by some fat loser who's wife needs a face transplant can do that to a fan. Not that I was a fan. It was a guilty pleasure!

Toothbrush: Had the same one for… uh… damn! Gotta get a new toothbrush.

Subject in School: Told you. Happened to other people. Does making-out in the storage closet count as a subject? I majored in that.

Flower: You gotta be kidding…

Color: Black. As in, Back In… As in, Impala. As in, kiss my funky!

Non-Alcoholic Drink: I don't understand the question.

Sport to Watch: Football. It makes sense. I mean, who came up with hockey, huh? No way should civilians be allowed anywhere near oversized woooden stakes and razor blades on their shoes!

Country Song: The person who invented Country Music's goin on my list too… right after that &^%#&^# bear…

Sesame Street Character: Elmo! He rocks!

Disney Character: Ariel, from the Little Mermaid. I'd do her. Fish or human, makes no difference… WHAT?!

Warner Brothers: You mean the WB? Isn't that network, like… extinct or somethin…?


RANDOM QUESTIONS

When was your last hospital check in: Does the Dr Sexy set count? It said Seattle Grace hospital. Had a big sign, and everythin!

Do You Drink: God, yes…

How many times did you fail your permit and Drivers License Test?: People seriously have to sit through one of those? Saps!

Where do you see yourself in 10 years?: Not hell, not hell, not hell, not again, not hell….

Who is the last person that you got mail from before this one?: Some dude tryin to sell me… well, put it this way, I think he's in hell already.

Have you ever been convicted of a crime?: Only on purpose. We had a job on the inside. Wasn't that bad…

Which single store would you choose to max your credit card?: Sharper Image. Life sized Imperial Storm Troopers! Nuff said! WHAAAT?!

What type of car you drive now?: My baby, the light of my life, my ange- uh… She's a 67 Chevy and she's never let me down.

What do you do most often when you are bored?: This. Stupid questions. Stupid Sam takin my car!

Name the person that you are friends with that lives the farthest away from you: I don't live anywhere. Everyone lives far away from me. Ash, maybe… Is heaven far?

Are You In A Gang Or Club: Tell a Hunter he's in a gang and see how long your teeth last.

Motorcycles: Not cool. You get wet when it rains. What's the point?

What Is Your Favorite Kind Of Clothes: Jeans. Jacket. Is this a trick question?

Are You Close Minded: In this job? That's a death sentence.

Are You Open Minded: Yeah. I mean, except for witches, demons, angels, zombies… Oh, shut up!

Are You A Player: Baby, I'm the game! And I don't mean that long-haired freak from the WWE!

Can u be in love w/2 people at the same time?: No. Well… I haven't been in love, so I wouldn't know. Told you, Jo and Lisa don't count. Um… did I say Jo and Lisa? I meant, Ben & Jerry's! Wait, that didn't come out right…

Bedtime: When we get where we're going. Carry on my wayward son… There'll be peace when you are done… Lay your weary head to rest… Don't you cry no more… Why is that song still stuck in my head?!

Humiliating Moment: Lettin that fudgin psycho gramma get the jump on me that Christmas. Musta been off my game.

Who do you think will respond to this fastest?: Whoever bothers to read it, so… no one.

Who is the person you sent this to that is least likely to send back?: Bobby. I'm bettin on the 'What the hell are you sendin me stupid stuff for, you idjit?' phone call though.

What time is it now: 4pm. Definitely dinner time!

Whos most likely not gonna read this: You know, this thing woulda been more fun if you didn't keep askin the same stupid questions over and over again. Lame!

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Sam, Bobby, maybe Cas and some others to follow soon...