sam and dean: *fighting in the kitchen*
ansel, filming: can i get a waffle
dean: *slams sam's head into the counter*
ansel: can i PLEASE get a waffle
[the teen years]
dean: fuck!
john, suddenly in the room: excuse me??
sam: he said fuck :)
eligor: *asleep*
rowena: i'm so glad he feels comfortable enough to sleep with you all around
sam: he looks so peaceful
ansel, grabbing a sharpie: and vulnerable
sam, on the phone: hey, i'm at the store. do you need anything?
ansel: gay cheerios
sam: gay ch— do you mean fruit loops
ansel: fruit loops? i only know gay cheerios
human!cas: *reaches for dean's fries*
dean: *slams a grocery store divider down between cas' hand and his plate*
cas: dean!!! you said you didn't take that from the store!!
dean: and you said you didn't want any fries, and here we are.
dean: no more puns
ansel: or what? you'll PUNish me?
dean, advancing: what did i just say
ansel, backing up: no more puns
dean, walking faster: what did i JUST SAY
ansel, running: NO MORE PUNS
judge: dean winchester, you are hereby sentenced to death by hanging.
ansel, from the back: he's already hung
dean: your honor, please uncuff me so i can go high five my son
