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1. Flavoring Smirnoff. Man, I love those twisted flavors, I'm telling you.
2. Targets for explosives. Blowing up watermelons is fun. Not that I've ever done it, but still. :)
3. Fruit bowling. I'm guessing certain types of squash would work for pins.
4. Gallagher concerts. Aw, come on.
5. Making Jolly Ranchers. Yeah, yeah, they don't really flavor 'em with real watermelons (I think).
Don't mind me ... I'm not a big watermelon person.
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1. The Halloween Mary was pregnant with Dean, she and John got invited to this costume party. Mary's something like six months pregnant and can't find any costume that fits except for this priest's robe that she finds in one shop that fits perfectly. So she gets this silly idea and manages to convince John (*ahem*) to dress up as a pregnant nun. There is absolutely no photographic evidence of this
2. Sam's constantly thinking normal at Stanford, so he pledges a fraternity just for the hell of it. He quits the night they make him wear a dress and these heels that he's still a little scared of if only because he can't help but wonder where they found heels his size.
3. It's a simple job ... an incubus searching for prey in these gay bars and drag clubs in Florida. Dad has this idea that he sure as hell isn't all that keen on executing, but shit, Dean will do anything for a job. Sure, he'll bitch and moan about it the whole time, but really, black FMQ boots, a teeny little green dress and a little (or a lot) of makeup? He's done a hell of a lot worse for jobs in the past, and it worked, didn't it? And they got some pretty grateful contacts in South Beach out of the deal, too.
4. Sammy's fourth-grade teacher is Mrs. Krepper, and Dean calls her the Creeper because she watches Sammy like a goddamn hawk. It probably didn't help that he came to the first day of school with a busted wrist from a fight with a poltergeist, and finished healing just in time to get a black eye from falling into a grave. (Don't ask. Sammy's begging you here.) After his black eye heals over, he ends up having to get twenty stitches in his arm after getting sliced up not half as badly as he could have been during a hunt, and when Dean comes to pick up Sammy after school they both overhear Mrs. Krepper on the phone telling her husband, the county sheriff, to pick up "that awful man before he hurts those two boys again."
When the boys get home, it's just in time for them to get John's attention before he gets back to the house. Dean steals a little girl's dress from a clothesline before they hop into the car and shoves it into Sam's hands.
"Dean, what are you doing?" Sam looks at the dress in confusion as Dean pulls a couple of rubber bands from his pocket.
"He's looking for a guy with two little boys," he says, and John darts a dark but approving glance Dean's way in the rearview.
Forty-five minutes later, John drives over the county line with a little girl with tiny dark pigtails and a pink dress in the front seat.
5. It's a Catholic high school for girls, and it's private. Like, really private. The security guards actually look like security guards for a change, instead of like cops who retired during the Nixon administration. Dean's really fucking impressed, above all else.
Well, seriously, Catholic school girls. In those stupid socks with the little pleated skirts. Hell, you'd put on a dress and a wig, too, if it were you.
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1. Anything by Jimmy Buffett. Mostly "Cheeseburger in Paradise", but really, every single freakin' song. The guy in the dorm room next to his was an avowed Parrothead and played only Buffett songs for an entire semester. Sam likes to imagine that the reason it stopped that second semester was that the guy's roommate threatened to pull out his fingernails if he didn't lay off.
2. "Smells Like Teen Spirit". When Dean was still a little kid trying to figure out what he liked, grunge caught him for a while. He played that song over and over again until it drove both Sam and John insane. Ask Dean about it now, though, and he'll totally deny he ever knew who Kurt Cobain was, which just makes it worse.
3. "Lady in Red". It's stupid and cheesy, but on his first date with Jess he knocked on her door and she opened it to reveal she was wearing this incredible red dress. They went to this restaurant and the song popped up on the jukebox and they both damn near died laughing. But Jess tugged him towards the dance floor anyway, pressed against him as she slid his arm around her waist, and suddenly he couldn't breathe.
He still can't, whenever it comes up on the radio. He feels like he's suffocating, and maybe it's because he is.
4. "Railroad Bill," by John Jackson. Dean turned on the radio in the kitchen, and when he left for groceries Dad changed it to this local college station that played old country and blues in the afternoons while he cleaned guns at the kitchen table. Sam sat on his bed for a while staring at a letter and a wad of money he'd saved up and the bag he'd packed and the bus ticket, and one thing he remembers distinctly for years afterwards is that as he got up from his bed to go have the fight that would break up his family, he opened the bedroom door just as that song came on the radio.
5. "Who Let The Dogs Out?" But really, that's a given.
And for the record, tease Dean all he wants about the mullet rock, but Sam kind of likes it. It's the same way you like that ratty old teddy bear you used to sleep with or that quilt your mother tucked you in under at night, but Sam's not about to ... you know, say that.
ROTL!
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Date: 2006-09-01 07:35 am (UTC)and heart-wrenching
He still can't, whenever it comes up on the radio. He feels like he's suffocating, and maybe it's because he is.
...as he got up from his bed to go have the fight that would break up his family, he opened the bedroom door just as that song came on the radio.
all at once Oh, Sam! Bravo!
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Date: 2006-09-01 01:15 pm (UTC)Heeeeeeeeeeeee!
Watermelon is only good for eating nice and cool in the summer. That's it.
Dresses! You perv. *snerk*
*twirls you*
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Date: 2006-09-01 04:29 pm (UTC)How bad am I that I'd totally pay money to see Dean in that South Beach outfit???
Sam likes to imagine that the reason it stopped that second semester was that the guy's roommate threatened to pull out his fingernails if he didn't lay off.
I'd have done that before the first week was up!
These were a blast!
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Date: 2006-09-01 08:43 pm (UTC)Bwahahahahahahah!!! Killed me DED! ;-D
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Date: 2006-09-02 03:38 am (UTC)... well, HELLO, there. Yow.
He still can't, whenever it comes up on the radio. He feels like he's suffocating, and maybe it's because he is.
Ohhh, Sam. *whimpers*
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Date: 2006-09-08 07:23 pm (UTC)