Dizzojay's Dean Dreams

We've all done our Christmas shopping, the panic is over, if you've forgotten anything, tough!  Those people are going to go without.

If the Winchesters want any Christmas gift ideas for each others, I submit the following ... :D

CLOTHES MAKETH THE MAN

Rating: K+
Genre: Humour
Words: Approx 100
Disclaimer: I own nothing, it's quite pathetic really

 

Sam opened the laundry bag and sighed; it was a paltry collection.

Eight shrunken T shirts with holes under the armpits

Four ancient pairs of jeans mottled with indeterminate stains;

One fleece hoodie with bald patches;

Thirteen odd socks;

One smoke damaged jacket;

Two pairs of sweatpants with no elastic;

Six moth-eaten plaid shirts with half the buttons hanging off;

It was when a freshly showered Dean appeared through the bathroom door sporting a threadbare pair of blue boxers with a very unfortunately placed hole that Sam bowed to the inevitable.

"Dude, we have GOT to buy some new gear!"

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