Supernatural randomness

Bar Rescue

Sam and Dean stop at a bar after a long drive. Upon entering the bar, they saw that it looked filthy and had a weird smell.

"This place is disgusting." Sam said.

"Yeah, but I'm tired and hungry, so let's just sit down and eat something." Dean replied.

Dean ordered a burger like he usually does, though Sam had to order a club sandwich since that bar didn't have any salads.

"What kind of place doesn't have salad?" Sam asked frowning.

His brother responds with just a shrug of his shoulders. The food they got didn't really look that appetizing, but they ate it anyway. Well...they were only able to eat about a third of their food, cause it tasted disgusting and they were starting to feel sick to their stomachs.

"The place is disgusting, the food is disgusting, h*ll even the drinks are disgusting. Ha, I wouldn't be surprised if that Jon Taffer guy walked in." Dean said rubbing his aching stomach.

"Um, Dean." Sam said pointing to the entrance of the bar.

The hunter looks in that direction and sees the very guy he was just talking about walk in and angrily storm into the kitchen. Next, there was a lot of cussing and ranting about cross-contamination, bugs, and rat crap.

"HOW CAN YOU GIVE PEOPLE FOOD FROM THAT GROSS-A** KITCHEN!" Jon yelled at the bar's owner.

"WHAT THE F**K IS WRONG WITH YOU! YOU'RE GONNA GET SOMEONE F**KING SICK!" he continued to yell.

All the yelling was not really helping Sam and Dean's head and stomach ache, making them feel more and more nauseous. Then, the tough as nails tv host notices the brothers and walks over.

"I MEAN, LOOK AT THESE TWO, THEY LOOK LIKE THEY'RE ABOUT TO SPEW THEIR F**KING GUTS OUT!!" Jon shouted.

"Seriously, are you two okay?" he asked.

"We'll be fine." Sam answered.

"Well, I'll cover the bill, there's no way you're paying for food poisoning." Jon told them.

After a bunch more yelling and cussing at the owner and staff, Jon closes the bar and everyone leaves. Sam and Dean go to the nearest motel where they spent most of the night vomiting. At two in the morning, the Winchesters are sprawled across their beds all sweaty and gross.

"That...was the wooorst." groaned Sam.

"But, hey look on the bright side...at least we're gonna be on tv." Dean chuckles weakly.

Sam rolls his eyes then goes under the covers and tries to get some sleep.