Meanwhile, Metallicar grumbles up outside. "Crap!" Dean seethes once he realizes the Monster Chow is now in residence. "So, what now?" "We could tell them the truth," Sam shrugs. "Really?" Dean eyebrows, surprised. "No, not really," Sam duhs, and they flounder around in search of a Plan B. Heh.

Living room, and long story short, Probably-Gay Uncle finds "GO" scrawled in gigantic red-crayon lettering upon the wall, and as I find myself agreeing with the sentiment as far as these people are concerned, let's skip to the end: Probably-Gay Uncle and The Legend Of Billie Jean both believe Special Needs is responsible because, well, duh, and Husband agrees to go easy on the kid because Special Needs is prone to "acting out" -- which again: Duh -- but Special Needs denies responsibility and correctly pins blame for the wallpaper-marring scrawl on The Thing From The Pre-Credits Sequence, because the latter told him during their stupid game of catch that Special Needs can stay in the house, but all of his asshole relatives need to clear out, pronto. Or something like that. Next!

Up in The Sassy Boudoir, Sassy Daughter lies sprawled across her bed, where she proceeds to reenact that hoary old "Humans Can Lick Too" urban legend with The Thing From The Pre-Credits Sequence. When the actual dog clicks its entirely innocent doggie toenails into the bedroom from the hall, Sassy Daughter bolts upright in bed, turns her head just in time to catch her closet door slowly creaking shut, and emits a scream-queen howl that echoes all the way into the METAL TEETH CHOMP!