With our road trip almost complete, there's only one thing left to do.
Laugh at all you suckers that made friends with me because you're getting by far the most tacky gifts I could buy.
Dean and Sam: Your loot can be sorted out between you. You've got a thimble for each state we've been in, five really stupid fridge magnets with midwest-witty sayings on them, a family of owls made out of pinecones on a log that says "Welcome to Hooterville", seven keychains of varying degrees of ugly (and I assure they're all ugly), some gold dust in vials, three teddy bears of varying degrees of stupidly dressed, and this thing that I found at a yard sale.
Miniver: You, my little hippie friend, are now the proud owner of a collection of some of the most hideous ceramic shit I have ever seen! Oh, and this lawn gnome. He's kinda creepy.
Anyone else I missed will be doled out random crap until my car's devoid of stupid shit.