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I remember this show!
They went on a hunt! An actual hunt with no demons or angels or Marks or anything! It tells you how long it's been since that happened that TPTB felt compelled to give us a Then segment showing that yes, the boys do hunt ghosts and this is how they do it.
I had to laugh at Sam and Dean talking about what Ghost!Dean would do to Sam if Sam drove Baby after Dean died. "If?" Because, umm, Sam has driven Baby after Dean's death a few times now, and if Ghost!Dean didn't come back to off Sam for douching up the Impala by installing an iPod dock, then I think Sam is probably pretty safe.
But can we please stop acting like everyone over 30 is some kind of Luddite who doesn't understand GPS devices or turn-by-turn directions or this newfangled Book of Faces thing? You know, the Internet was a thing when we were in college too. It was just slower, and the computers were less portable and more expensive (and we had to carry them to class uphill both ways in a snowstorm every day).
Meanwhile, Dean has progressed from Space Invader to a Leprechaun-looking thing:
I have a feeling he's not going to look like himself until the backstitching is in.
They went on a hunt! An actual hunt with no demons or angels or Marks or anything! It tells you how long it's been since that happened that TPTB felt compelled to give us a Then segment showing that yes, the boys do hunt ghosts and this is how they do it.
I had to laugh at Sam and Dean talking about what Ghost!Dean would do to Sam if Sam drove Baby after Dean died. "If?" Because, umm, Sam has driven Baby after Dean's death a few times now, and if Ghost!Dean didn't come back to off Sam for douching up the Impala by installing an iPod dock, then I think Sam is probably pretty safe.
But can we please stop acting like everyone over 30 is some kind of Luddite who doesn't understand GPS devices or turn-by-turn directions or this newfangled Book of Faces thing? You know, the Internet was a thing when we were in college too. It was just slower, and the computers were less portable and more expensive (and we had to carry them to class uphill both ways in a snowstorm every day).
Meanwhile, Dean has progressed from Space Invader to a Leprechaun-looking thing:
I have a feeling he's not going to look like himself until the backstitching is in.
