SPN: "The Story of the Pig Hat"
Category: Supernatural
Title: Conversation Pieces: "The Story of the Pig Hat"
Words: 246
Spoilers: Inspired by the infamous hat (as seen here).
“What’s with the hat?”
“What about my hat?”
“Bobby, there’s a pig on it. You’re not exactly a pig farmer.”
Bobby took off the hat, looked at it, grunted, and replaced it. “Exorcism present.”
“A what?”
“Demon was wearing it. Part of some ‘eat more pork’ campaign. Thing was, the demon was possessing a vegan at the time. Did the exorcism, guy survived, and screamed bloody murder.”
“About the demon?”
“Nah. ’Bout the hat. Something about being in close proximity to evil meat-eaters. Wound up throwing the hat in my face and stalking out of the house. Still screaming about the evils of animal products, of course.”
“So you just took the hat?”
Bobby shrugged. “Man can always use a good hat. It was brand-new and ain’t like I got money to spare. Besides, it was his own damn fault, coming to with a lecture like that, not letting me get a damn word in edgewise.”
“So you stole his hat.”
“And his shoes. Rest of it didn’t fit, so I wound up giving them away-”
“You stole his clothes? Bobby Singer!”
“Damn fool boy started stripping. While screaming about the cruelties of the modern clothing industry. Like it’s my fault the demon didn’t buy cruelty-free. Couldn’t have stopped him if I wanted to.”
“You let him run out of the house naked?”
“It’s his own damn fault. If he’d shut up for five minutes, I would’ve told him where to find his clothes.”
Title: Conversation Pieces: "The Story of the Pig Hat"
Words: 246
Spoilers: Inspired by the infamous hat (as seen here).
“What’s with the hat?”
“What about my hat?”
“Bobby, there’s a pig on it. You’re not exactly a pig farmer.”
Bobby took off the hat, looked at it, grunted, and replaced it. “Exorcism present.”
“A what?”
“Demon was wearing it. Part of some ‘eat more pork’ campaign. Thing was, the demon was possessing a vegan at the time. Did the exorcism, guy survived, and screamed bloody murder.”
“About the demon?”
“Nah. ’Bout the hat. Something about being in close proximity to evil meat-eaters. Wound up throwing the hat in my face and stalking out of the house. Still screaming about the evils of animal products, of course.”
“So you just took the hat?”
Bobby shrugged. “Man can always use a good hat. It was brand-new and ain’t like I got money to spare. Besides, it was his own damn fault, coming to with a lecture like that, not letting me get a damn word in edgewise.”
“So you stole his hat.”
“And his shoes. Rest of it didn’t fit, so I wound up giving them away-”
“You stole his clothes? Bobby Singer!”
“Damn fool boy started stripping. While screaming about the cruelties of the modern clothing industry. Like it’s my fault the demon didn’t buy cruelty-free. Couldn’t have stopped him if I wanted to.”
“You let him run out of the house naked?”
“It’s his own damn fault. If he’d shut up for five minutes, I would’ve told him where to find his clothes.”