Dean had known how to get rid of his punk rock curse for the last 24 hours or so, now. How? Well, he'd finally broken down and called Joey back. . . .
"Joey. It's me. . . . No. . . . NO. . . . It's DEAN, dammit. The guy you cursed with a freakin' mohawk? . . . It's not funny. . . . Okay, fine, it's not that funny. How do I get rid of it
(
Read more... )