Cute fic! I like that we don't know exactly what happened, but we know just enough to share John's horror. *g* I think my favorite image is at the end, when both boys are hanging off John as he heads inside. Too funny!
Favorite lines:
It's cold out, and with the wind chill factor exponentially so, but John's still driving with his head out the goddamn window like a dog.
*g*
John holds his breath until his ears start ringing, then sticks his head out the window again.
Poor John!
"Ewww," he says.
John blinks. "You're kidding me, right?" he says, beyond reprimand or argument at this stage, far into damp and cold-toed bewilderment. "What, the consistency of it not thick enough for you?"
LOL! I so love that Sam has standards.
and John realises at that moment that Sammy - or, more likely, Dean - has used the nameless brown goop to style Sammy's hair much like that of an Oompa-Loompa's.
Too funny! I can totally picture this, and it amuses me greatly.
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Favorite lines:
It's cold out, and with the wind chill factor exponentially so, but John's still driving with his head out the goddamn window like a dog.
*g*
John holds his breath until his ears start ringing, then sticks his head out the window again.
Poor John!
"Ewww," he says.
John blinks. "You're kidding me, right?" he says, beyond reprimand or argument at this stage, far into damp and cold-toed bewilderment. "What, the consistency of it not thick enough for you?"
LOL! I so love that Sam has standards.
and John realises at that moment that Sammy - or, more likely, Dean - has used the nameless brown goop to style Sammy's hair much like that of an Oompa-Loompa's.
Too funny! I can totally picture this, and it amuses me greatly.