It's true, what they say. About dogs. Sam'd gone out this one time with some of Bobby's friends--Cheryl, or Maril, or something. Dean was in Cicero, Indiana, or so he said, and Dad was God knows where. So Sam was with Bobby until Bobby got tired of playing at John's goddamn babysitter (or something; no offense, Sam, says Bobby. It's just that he's ( Read more... )