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Dean (a Supernatural post)



How do I love Dean? Let me count the ways.

1. Gorgeous, melt-inducing smile
2. Sexy, come-hither eyes
3. Razor sharp cheekbones
4. 100% pure Texan beef. Yum.

Tonight, I will be at my sister’s place in London, the last stop of my journey before I finally leave England for good. Civilisation at last, as my sister has a broadband connection and a working computer. I can finally watch the two Supernatural episodes I have missed so far. But being the technologically challenged person that I am, I have to watch it on the small screen of YouTube. Still, it’s better than nothing and I can moon over Jensen/Dean in private while my sister and her husband are at work. Aaaaaah…… happiness.

I don’t think all this ready access to the internet will lessen the length of my fevered discussions about Dean with my sister Maryam. Lately, our phone conversations have consisted mainly of this:

Me: Dean is hot. Heh heh heh.
Maryam: So hot. Hee hee hee.
(Pause as we both think about Dean’s hotness).
Me: Remember that episode with him in the hospital where he only had a T-shirt and pajama pants on?
Maryam: Ummmm, yes. He should wear fewer clothes more often.

OR

Me: ……….and that was why I had another argument with Mama.
Maryam: Yeah, I understand. Anyway, Dean is so hot.
Me: Yeah. Hotttttt.

Comments

Maryam said…
Yeaaaah.......Dean is hot.
BY the way, you only mentioned his physical attributes.
So not pure.
Damn 27.
Anyway, Dean is hot.
GRRRRRRRRROUUUUUUWWWFFFFF! Slurp slurp.
Anonymous said…
SPENCER KRUG FOREVER
Kere said…
ooiiii, this place is only for the appreciation of the hot stuff that is Dean Winchester. No Spencer Cruds allowed here.

If i thought of more than his physcal attributes, I would go into meltdown. It's........ just....... too........ much ..... to ......take.
Maryam said…
Yeah, anyway, Dean is hot.

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