Meanwhile, Dumb Dean still hasn't broken down that fucking bathroom door. I hate this show. Sam eventually frees him, Dumb Dean immediately clompy-stomps over to make sure that Whatever Is Currently Occupying Brady's Dead Body is still alive, and Our Immensely Irritating Heroes are about to launch themselves into yet another of their patented sissy hair-pulling slapfights when Crowley arrives from points unknown, looking somewhat worse for wear. "What a day I've had," he sighs for Sam and Dean's benefit before crossing into the torture chamber to tell Whatever Is Currently Occupying Brady's Dead Body, "Good news!" "What'd ya do?" Whatever Is Currently Occupying Brady's Dead Body mopes. "Went over to a demon's nest, had a little massacre," Crowley explains. "And WHY were we not witness to THAT?!" shrieks a terribly distraught Raoul, who has been forced to endure the last fifteen or so minutes of tedious chit-chat without so much as a single exploding eyeball to satisfy his cravings. "It's criminal!" Raoul laments, and you know I do not disagree with you, my scaly friend, but now that we've both given up on this pile of garbage that they're trying to call an episode, don't you think it best if we hurry through what remains as quickly as possible? "Oh, do whatever you want!" sobs Raoul, heartbroken. "I'm going to have another cocktail! [Slurp!]" Wise decision, Raoul. Wise decision.
Episode Report CardDemian: D | 1853 USERS: B-
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