dean:
hey sammy i gotta talk to you about something
sam:
k
dean:
so...so it's like this all right
dean:
you know how i love pie the best
sam:
*sigh* yes i know how you love pie the best
dean:
yeah, i always did. since i can remember.
dean:
and if anybody ever even asked me to eat cake--
sam:
you'd throw a bitch fit
dean:
i'd politely decline, shut up sammy i'm talking
dean:
anyway, all my life it was pie and not cake, not ever.
dean:
but imagine that one day this cake came into my life
dean:
this really amazing cake
dean:
like it looks like the most delicious thing to sit on a plate
dean:
plucked from god's own dessert tray if you will
dean:
and i'm like, damn, i need to eat this cake right now
dean:
and it's not like i don't still love pie, right, like pie is still awesome
dean:
but this cake looks so good that i might never eat pie again
dean:
i could see myself making sweet love to this cake for the rest of my life
sam:
dean wat
dean:
sam:
what are you even saying
dean:
sam:
dean:
sam:
dean:
sam:
dean:
i might be a little bit gay for cas
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