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[23 Jun 2011|06:39pm] |
doxy mating season is now upon us. to all of you softhearted lot who said "but it's only a couple doxies, leave them!" I daresay you'll be swallowing your words now. give it a few days and you're up to your balls, mark me words.
however that were figurative, it is, nonetheless, a bad idea to let a doxy bite your nether bits. nasty swelling. learned that one from experience, so I did.
[Warded to Greyback]
you never floo me anymore.
[/Ward]
[Warded to Death Eaters]
if at all possible, would you lot most kindly keep the giants a safe distance from me garden. I've just coaxed me devil's sna daffodils into bloom, and I should be very upset were they trampled, I would.
[/Ward]
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[25 May 2011|09:54pm] |
[Heavily warded to Charley Travers]
I got a bit of a situation, boss.
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can't piss. been three days. you know I hates to be over-dramatic like but I'm dying here, so I am.
[/Ward]
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[10 May 2011|03:55pm] |
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you know, I've decided I rather likes kids. I'd procure a few meself, were I not currently suspicious that I might already have.
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[02 May 2011|06:16pm] |
[Warded to Fenrir Greyback]
there's a skunk in the proverbial barnyard, my be-fanged friend, and me nostrils is full of it. tell me, greyback, was it you?
[End Ward]
[Warded to April Frobisher]
you wasn't at work today, pet.
[End Ward]
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[24 Apr 2011|08:16pm] |
hello.
me roses have come in a bit early this year, so I've noticed. don't usually expect them around til may at least, you see, but they've graced me with their presence quite unexpected, like. I'm quite puzzled, so I am. but still very very lovely, don't you agree? amycus carrow, you grows such pretty, pretty flowers. how proud you must be of your lovely lovely roses.
now here's the thing, my fellow horticultural enthusiasts, as that's what I considers myself nowadays, i do. i'm of the mind, so i've said on many many occasions, if you was paying attention, that these sorts of happenings don't just happen, you see. there's got to be some meaning, you understand, some deeper, complexified meaning, which I supposes you might go as far to call it symbolism—and I does. so riddle me this, my fellow horticultural enthusiasts: why have my roses come in early this year? what can it mean?
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[24 Apr 2011|05:25am] |
you are the word;
the word is ( destroy. )
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