[Dean deadpans at her with a look on his face that says she can't be serious, but he knows she is, and then the look gradually changes to one of impressed acceptance. The gods knew how to dish things out and keep people in check. It reminded him of the Trickster with a lot less death involved.]

I don't buy that whole future crap, and Sam didn't wanna share the details. I can believe that it's 2013 here, sure. Especially with the bracelets, but back home? Sam just looks like he bench pressed a friggin' Chevy and got a little lazy with his personal upkeep.