I sent you a file - and much thanks if you can help me beat it into shape. :)
"Damn, this is a persistent curse. Dean's gonna be so embarrassed when he's cured." Eventually Sam grabs a clue and calls Bobby, because curses should fade and Sam is getting uncomfortable (although he secretly likes it) with all the massages, steak dinners and this one time there was a stuffie sheep (like one he had as a kid) by his pillow. When Sam shares the details Bobby says, "You boys really are prettier than you are smart, ain't you idjut?" Sam pouts, starts to protest, but Bobby cuts him off. "I don't ever want to hear about any of this again and you owe me a fifth of Black label to bleach my brain with." Sam starts to question him, but Bobby cuts him off again, "Sam, use that big brain god gave you. This ain't no curse." And he hangs up.
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Date: 2011-08-12 07:46 pm (UTC)"Damn, this is a persistent curse. Dean's gonna be so embarrassed when he's cured." Eventually Sam grabs a clue and calls Bobby, because curses should fade and Sam is getting uncomfortable (although he secretly likes it) with all the massages, steak dinners and this one time there was a stuffie sheep (like one he had as a kid) by his pillow. When Sam shares the details Bobby says, "You boys really are prettier than you are smart, ain't you idjut?" Sam pouts, starts to protest, but Bobby cuts him off. "I don't ever want to hear about any of this again and you owe me a fifth of Black label to bleach my brain with." Sam starts to question him, but Bobby cuts him off again, "Sam, use that big brain god gave you. This ain't no curse." And he hangs up.