- Dean: *whoosh* Man, it is time to right some wrongs.
- Sam: Come again?
- Dawn: Look at me. I came back from the furnace without any of my old scars, right? You know, bullet wounds, knife cuts, none of the off-angled fingers from all the breaks. I mean, my hide is as smooth as a baby's bottom, which leads me to conclude, sadly...my virginity is intact.
- Sam: What?
- Dean: Re-hymenated.
- Sam: Re-- *scoff laugh* Please. Dean, maybe angels can pull you out of hell, but no one could do that.
- Dean: Brother, I have been re-hymenated.
- Me: So if he was circumcised, would his foreskin be back?
- Me: Does this mean he wasn't before because it wasn't in his thoughts until now?
- Me: DOES ANYONE ELSE THINK OF THESE THINGS?
- Me: Dean, your back door is a virgin again; your dick doesn't have much to do with it.
- Me: Dean, your virginity.
- Me: Save it for your savior with the trench coat.
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