eat the rude

'hey we've been spying on you and tracking your every move. it's a culmination of state of the art technology and an unprecedented invasion of consumer privacy. a room full of men with made up jobs bent their will toward decades of constructing this system, defending it in court, and tirelessly innovating new ways to aggregate more data about you'

and the end result is

'yeah so uh we saw that you recently bought a car. so here's an ad for that car'

So I have a new roommate now.

Can you take a compliment, please?

And Cas will fall down from the rafters hitting every support beam on the way down and slam into the floor bleeding from all his eyes and missing most of his feathers like "Sorry for the delay. I'm being brutally and violently hunted for sport by every single angel of the Lord due to I betrayed all of them (my own family) in order to side with you two."

And Sam and Dean will be like "That's great or sorry that happened. Can you use your powers to transport us to the fuck-shit dimension? We need to go there for some reason." And Cas will say "Technically I can try but it will likely kill me." and Sam and Dean will be like "Sweet awesome you're the best Cas great."