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
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dean: i might be a little bit gay for cas