Dean: “Don’t even think about it. You don’t know the words and “Ella, Ella, eh, eh, eh” doesn’t count!”

Sam: “Too bad Garths not here. You could do a duet of “Singing In The Rain!”

Dean: “This is the LAST time we are ever going to carry umbrellas!”

Dean: “You’re umbrella is draining down on me.”

Sam: “Shoulda taken Popeyes advice, Shorty.”

Dean: “I yam what I yam!”

Dean: “Sam, did you forget to brush your teeth this morning?”

Sam: “I’ll do it later.”

Dean: “Make sure you do. Quality dental care is very important. So I hear.”

Sam: “My life sucks!”

Dean: “OUR life sucks.”

Sam: “I’m serious. Andy gets a toothpaste commercial, I get Herpexia.”

Dean: “And the Clap!”

Dean: “So Andy got the toothpaste gig! He’s still short-er than both of us!”

Sam: “Nice save.”

Dean: “Helps to know when to read the room!”

Dean: “Your umbrella is draining down on me.”

Sam: “Don’t you mean “Me, eh, eh, eh, eh”?”

Dean "Umbrellas worked for Tom Holland right? Why not us?"

Dean "You can stand under my umbrella, Ella,Ella"
Sam "Seriously, that's your latest pick up line?"

Sam " But it's raining... raining in my heart"
Dean "Love the Buddy Holly reference, by you've not convinced me you listen to anything other than emo"

Dean: "The only manly way to hold an umbrella is over a lady."
Sam: "Shut up. Being dry is worth it."

Sam: I’m not falling for your puppy dog eyes, Dean. Carry your own umbrella.

Dean: "Tom Holland called. He wants his corset and fish net tights back."

Sam. "I can't believe we're here."

Dean: "Hey. You and I both know that Nate had to get around to "Bugs" eventually."

Sam: "With our luck this is probably acid rain!"

Dean: "Oh Sammy, that's so Seventies."

Dean: I’m not sure doing commercials for Morton Salt was a good idea
Sam: It’s an honest way to make money for a change.

“Sam, I have had it with your ridiculous theories. We will never gank Mark Poppins this way! I hate witches!” (Dean)

“Shut up Dean and chant the spell. It will work.” (Sam)

Dean "You aren't Mary Poppins you know"
Sam "True, but maybe you'd get a role in My Fair Lady -The Remake"
Dean " No insulting while I have a lethal weapon, I mean umbrella in my hand...."

Sam: “Leaving the back window down I probably ruined the-“

Dean: “Upholstery? Nah, we’re cool.”

Sam: “No, the pie.”

Dean: “You bastard!”

Sam: “We’re Twinzees!”

Dean: “Soon to be Singlezees if you don’t shut it.”

Dean: “Know where all this moisture is coming from?”

Sam: “Yeah, the clouds.”

Dean: “Me, Sam. My stuck in suburban Hellhole tears.”

Dean "Matching Umbrellas and Suburbia? Mind blown"

Dean " Umbrellas? What's next, a stylish photoshoot with Man About Town magazine?"

The first and last time we use umbrellas and live bees.

Dean "Anyone would think we're in Vancouver"

Dean: “You know, if we wrap this up quick maybe we can get back just in time to watch “The Boys”.

*How Kick It In The Ass* became Kim Manners favorite phrase. Probably*

Jensen: “Prop umbrellas? That’s a first.”

Jared: “Next thing you know they’ll have us shooting fire using just a can of aerosol!.”

KM: “Great idea! Somebody get Jensen a can.”

Jensen: “Damn it Jared. I’m so gonna kick you in the ass!”

KM: “Cue the bees!”

Dean: “That Indian guy liked you. Why not ask him to do a little Dances Without Rain?”

Dean: “And I wonder, still I wonder Sammy, who’ll stop the rain?”

There's no singing in Supernatural. 'Singing in the Rain' is not gonna happen.

Sam: “Your ass just broke the Internet.”

Dean: “What? How?”

Sam: “Jensen Ackles.”

Dean: “The Polish Dude?”

Sam: “The soap opera douche.

Sam: Your naked ass just broke the Internet.”

Dean: “What? How?”

Sam: “Apparently our AU selves have returned from Brazil. And they have SAG cards.”

Whoosh
Cas: “I’m the one who gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition.”

Soldier Boy: “Thats nice. Wrong show Dude.”

Cas: “But you said 40 years.”

Soldier Boy: “Yeah. With Ivan!”

Cas: “Who is this Ivan and where can I find him? Is he the one who keeps forgetting your iced coffee? I must set this straight immediately.”

Butcher: “Who takes their coffee iced? That’s like drinking cold beer. F’n diabolical is what that is.”

Hughie: “Dunno about Ivan or iced coffee but the town of Perdition is about 75 miles North of here.”

Cas: “Enough of this! We need to talk. In private.”

MM.: “Mother fu****. You better get those fingers out of my face right now unless you want to draw back a bloody stump.”

Cas: “There is no call for profanities and I can assure you these fingers are clean.”

Robert Singer: Is that all you had to do is threaten him?”

M.M. “Hell yeah. But then I’m ME and you’re - you.”

Hughie: “Bloody Stump is clear over in West Texas. Famous old frontier town. You might say it’s a fur piece.”

Cas: “Frontier town? Will western attire be required? Must it be furry? What kind? Fleece, pelt, hide?”

Butcher: “Oi! You’re given me a right headache! Shut your mush!”

Cas: “I was only trying to be helpful. And did he say “mush”?”

Hughie: “I get it. Trust me. And no. No Western attire. Fur or otherwise. They keep pickin on you let me know and I’ll fix you up. Hey Star? Come over here. I’d like you to meet Robert-“

Starlight: “Don’t Hey Star me, Mr. Almond Joy.”

Soldier Boy: “Is that a euphemism? Cause if it is, SIGN ME UP pretty lady!”

Starlight: “Down Boy.”

Soldier Boy: “Fourty years. Fourty.”

Butcher: “Bloody Hell Milk. How are you awake?”

M.M. “That dose? Brother please, I have stronger stuff than that before breakfast!”

Butcher: “Wanker. *Whispers* “Uh Hughie, remind me we need to pick up some more Rohypnol. Case or three outta do it.”

Soldier Boy: “Did somebody say Roofies? Cause the last time I - What!?!”

M.M.: “Did somebody say Almond Joy? I sure could use one right now.”

The Legend: “Mounds? Almond Joy? Ugh. Too messy. Now a giant Tootsie Roll. That’s the ticket. Did I ever mention that night at the Ritz? It was me, Monroe and well.... all I know is you can freeze one of those babies and I’m telling you...”

Starlight: “Gross. No. No telling. No more. None.”

Soldier Boy: “Not to change the subject but-“

Starlight: “No. Change the subject. Please.”

Soldier Boy. “Alright. - Interesting tid bit. Did you know that in WW2 the soldiers used Tootsie Rolls to patch cracked fuel lines? True. I should know. I was there. Doing my patriotic duty! Now ignore the broad and go on with your story- and you can all stop side eyeing me. Fourty years. That’s all I’m sayin.”

Hughie: “And without iced coffee.”

Butcher: “What a bleedin’ tragedy. Thats enough, all of you. Now, where were we?”

Soldier Boy: “Fourty years-

Butcher: “Give it a rest, will ya? You act like you’re the only one who hasn’t had sex in forever!”

Maeve: “Short term memory failing you there Billy?”

Soldier Boy: “Do tell!”

Cas: “Wait. I’m confused -“

Hughie: “There is no State of Confusion or town that I know of-“

Everyone: “Hughie!”

Hughie: “Alright. Sheesh. I was just trying to be helpful. See? This. This is why I need to keep taking TempV!”

Starlight: “I’m still not talking to you.”

Soldier Boy: “That’s fine ‘cause I’ll talk to you. All night long and then some. No strings attached. Single and ready to mingle. Well as of about a half hour ago. Never mind the charred bits over there.”

Starlight: “You really are bad.”

Soldier Boy: “In the best ways possible, Sweet Heart.”

Starlight: “Go on Cas:”

Cas: “So are you saying that now you have faith? Now?”

Butcher: “I don’t know about Nuke Boy over there but I got faith. Faith that me and him together are gonna blow Homelander off the map.
Now shove off you lot. I got work to do!”

Cas: “Because God commanded it.”

Chuck: “You called? And for the record, I’m pretty sure I don’t really remember demanding this...”

Jensen: “Oh for the love of - who’s responsible for this script! KRIPKE!”

Kripke: “Hey. Don’t blame me. I did say I was going to sprinkle in some Supernatural Easter Eggs. Just giving the fans what they want. Well, that along with gallons of blood and explicit gore.”

Sam: “And penises. Hey Guys. How’s it going? What’d I miss?”

Dean: “We need to break it to AlyCat that it wasn’t even funny the first time around.”



Me: Thanks a lot Dean, you asshole!”

Mea Culpa Nate - I only posted it once - the site decided to repost it. 542 more times. Well, maybe not THAT many but still I was freaking out when I saw it. I hope you can erase the multiples with your Moderator Power of Mighty Editing. That’s what I get for letting a Caption Contest idea get out of control.

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