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