5 September 1942

May 28, 2007 18:26

OH HELL BUT DO I HATE HORKLUMPS.

Little bastards bloody well chewed my hand off. I can’t believe Benito wants to make more of them. He gave me this whole big speech, something about interdependency and a web of life (he’ll probably want spiders next) and a bunch of other junk I didn’t all hear because his fucking Jarveys decided to make fun of Rodrigo’s hair. If it were up to me, they’d already be set free in the Hufflepuff showers.

Wood’s in a bitch of a mood because someone gave him VD and so of course he’s taking it out on the rest of us. Someone remind me why he’s our friend? If he doesn’t stop acting like a wanker and soon, somebody’s going to tie him to a chair and stick him in a closet where he can listen to that Minnie Moocher song ad infinitum. WITH TADZIO.

Cause with the way he’s acting, he’d probably deserve it.
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