Last night, I had a dream where Dean and Sam had died. Only they were then reincarnated as incestuous redneck hill-billies who were running from the police in a cherry red pick-up truck with a CB antenna large enough to be a hazard to low flying planes. I don't remember why they were running from the police - something to do with a robbery and possibly shooting someone. All I know is that they were taunting the police with clues of where they were heading next written on pages torn out of a Death Note. They had no idea what the Death Note was good for.

I told miome about it this morning. "That would really suck. Can you imagine? 'Dear Officer Gordan...' and miles away, officer Gordan has a heart attack and dies."

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