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[acridturpintine]

This time it is my turn to give up. I have come to the conclusion that almost everyone aside from myself has some sort of disease that compels them to post hideous photos. It is absolutely atrocious.

But because I said I would, here is my second and final response.

Comments

[terryclothrags]

Nice. Is that a glass tennis ball?

[acridturpintine]

I have no idea what it is, I found it in the cupboard. Do glass tennis balls exist?

[terryclothrags]

They wouldn't be very useful for playing tennis. Perhaps they are used to predict the outcome of Wimbledon.

[acridturpintine]

I thought as much. It would come in handy during the championships if that were the case. Now I want to know what it is.

[terryclothrags]

Maybe it is a prize.

Are you going to the Ghetto?

[acridturpintine]

I might. I hear there is beer. But there are also people. Are you going?

[terryclothrags]

I will probably come over in a while if you and/or Michael are there.

This houseboy of Pansy's is rather creepy.

[acridturpintine]

And what am I going to be doing over there? Standing around waiting for you? As I have yet to hear a word from Michael, there is no reason for me to go.

You are at the Slytherin party? I certainly hope their alcohol compensates for their company.

[terryclothrags]

Yuo could look at Ginny's nwe outfit. I wil come when yuo ar there. And I firurge out how to make this laptop say Ghetto.

It does. I wil brng som.

[acridturpintine]

Fine. That alcohol better be really good, I do not fancy talking to you while you are drunk and I am not.

[terryclothrags]

Yuo there yt?

[acridturpintine]

Yes, yes I am.

[terryclothrags]

k. am floing ovr.