23rd Hunt [Video] Try to love you baby but you push me away

[dudeimbatman]

[Oh look! It's another video of Dean eating himself sick. This time instead of pie he's got a plethora of fried food spread out in front of him. Yes that includes fried pie. Duh. He's reclined back in the booth, one hand on his stomach, cheeks chipmunked out and still chewing]

Oh God.

I swear--[Yes he is almost breathless speaking]

The City is trying to put me into a permanent food coma with these curses.

[At that time a waitress comes up]

You done, Sugar or can I get you something else?

You got any of those pepper things filled with cheese?

Sure thing, Sweetheart.

[And Dean looks back at the camera]

What? It's fried food day. Like I'm really gonna say no.

Comments

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

How did I know you'd be here?

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean beams at him with a mouth full of food]

Because you know your big brother.

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I wish I didn't. You can't seriously eat all of that.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Sure as hell gonna try. [And as if to demonstrate that he pulls the plate of fried pickles over and starts nomming on them. With his mouth full he asks} Want some?

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Oh, God, dude. No. Keep it away from me. You can have it all to yourself.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean laughs and stuffs another fried pickle in his mouth]

Seriously it's not going to kill me. Now anyway.

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

I'm not making a deal for you when you die of a heart attack, Dean.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Don't have to worry about that here. I take a nap for a couple of days then end up walking around without a heartbeat.

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

You are such a lost cause.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

He's a model! Has to keep his figure. [More stuffing fried food down his throat]

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

And apparently you don't care about your figure at all. You're gonna get pudgy at this rate.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean pats his belly and laughs] Are you kidding? My body wouldn't do that to me.

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

It's gonna turn on you eventually. No way this crap isn't gonna mess up your body.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Yeah well. I'm giving you something to do in your old age. [Dean snags the fried something and pops it in his mouth] Change my diapers.

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Screw that. I am so leaving your ass in a nursing home.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

No way. I'm the only one that'll put up with your ass 24/7. You need me, Dude.

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

You keep telling yourself that, Dean.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean stuffs several fries in his mouth and nods] All truth, Dude.

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

I think you've got it backwards. You know there won't be any hot nurses in a nursing home. You need me.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean thinks about this a moment while he's finishing up some french fries. In a rare moment of honesty he chuckles and smirks] Can't argue with that.

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[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Didn't think so. I guess that means I'm stuck with my annoying big brother for life.