Happy Birthday to our own Wayward Son

Where would we be without him?

Growing Old Gracefully

GROWING OLD GRACEFULLY ...

Rating: K+
Genre: Humour
Character: Dean Winchester
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I don't own them

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In honour of the fact that our gorgeous Dean Winchester is celebrating his birthday today ... unfortunately, it's in a place called Self-Pitysville.

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Another year, another birthday.

And for some stupid reason Sam insisted we came out to celebrate this year.

*sigh*

Every year I'm sure there's an extra wrinkle. My crows' feet are turning into flamingo feet; if they're laughter lines, then my life must have been one long joke.

Every year it's less 'pinch an inch' and more 'grab a slab'.

When I go grey, I wonder if I'll look nicely distinguished or just like a freakin' old wreck?

*Sigh*

Now, where the hell have I written down those twenty nine phone numbers I picked up tonight?

See, even the memory's going …

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