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Happy boys for the birthday girls. Have wonderful days ladies!
"How about that one?"
"Too short. You'd never get in there, Sammy."
"It doesn't look too short. And it's Sam."
"Well it's too short for you. Sam."
"Okay," Sam sighs dramatically. "How about this one?"
"Dude, there's stuff in it! We're not taking that one."
"Dean, that was like, the fifteenth one. How many are we going to pass before you find one that we can use?"
"Um, as many as I feel like? I mean, who's teaching who to parallel park here?"
"You're teaching me," Sam mutters.
"Damn straight. You're not backing my baby into just any parking space."