Do you hear that sound? Over there, in your continent? Or perhaps it's too high-pitched for your ears, and only Ozzie mutts can hear me.

THIS is just perfect. Don't know who I love more, wee Sammy for refusing to walk through the parking lot mud, Dean for jumping on his back, or John for carrying Sammy like a piece of voodoo jewellery and giving Dean a piggy back.

I am so giving you PLOT again.

And I'm going to write some John/Dean for you. As a thank you.

< /end squee >