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It's the leather jacket, I tell you

“I saw what was on your computer. I didn’t realise you were this obsessed over Dean,” The Mother says to me this morning.

“Wha-h?” Did my mum read my blog? Did I accidentally leave it on in full view? Has my mum been taking secret computer lessons?

“That’s a huge picture of Dean on your computer,” my mum continues.

Oh. Phewh. Heh, I left my laptop on in the living room while downloading some perfectly legal stuff off the net. Naturally I have a picture of Dean as my desktop background.

“He is a handsome man, but I don’t think he’s that good-looking. He looks mean. And perasan,” she adds.

“He doesn’t look mean!” I was incredulous. “He’s got lovely big eyes and girlie eyelashes. Yeah, he might come off looking a bit perasan, but he doesn’t look as arrogant on film. He just doesn't come off too well in still shots.”

My mum just sniffed. She’s not convinced.

Rewind: It was my punishment for being a lazy couch potato. I was stretched out on the couch of my old apartment in Liverpool, drowsily looking at the blaring television while comtemplating the need to shower that day. David Hasselhoff turned up on TV starring in his latest music video. (I was just as surprised as anyone else that he has a music career). The remote was too far away and I couldn't be arsed to reach over to change the channel so I left it as it was. I was later punished for my laziness when upon seeing David Hasselhoff gyrating in a leather jacket next to a car, I had a flashback to Dean Winchester in a leather jacket standing next to a car. It was too much to bear, to have my Dean associated with The Hoff, but I kept quiet about it because sometimes vocalising things only makes it bigger and more important than it actually is.

Fast forward to today: My mum and I were watching The Benders episode of Supernatural (Season 1, Episode 15 - yes, I know we're very slow) on television. She picks on Dean again, saying how much she doesn't like him etc. She's doing this to wind me up, I know, because she only started dissing Dean when she discovered that my sister and I like him. Sam and Dean are in a bar discussing a case when The Mother says, "Dean looks like David Hasselhoff - he's got that same arrogant look and attitude. Really he looks so much like David Hasselhoff."

WHAT?!?!? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Comments

butttown said…
What does perasan mean?

I'm surprised your mom didn't bring up how short and bow-legged Dean is.
Anonymous said…
BWAHAHAHAH! Mama, evil comic genius
Kere said…
PER-RAH-SAHN - one who is very pleased with oneself, or think they are so hot.

My mum probably hasn't noticed it yet. It's the fangirls that run our eyes up and down Dean's body.

KJ, maybe I should start dissing Timothy Hutton again and his non-existent chin.

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