Detective work is so stressful.
Although I consider it quite appropriate that we haven't had Junior Death Eater's Club while this Death Eaters game has been going on, I do sort of miss it. I miss the Twisted Twister and the seedless pumpkin juice. I miss all word guessing games ("Two words, first word... A-something.. Abe? Ave? Avada!! AVADA KEDAVRA! ...Whoops.") and The Cinnamon Rolls of Something Truly Evil and Mean Like People Who Hate Teddybears.
Gregory, I feel for you. Can't be fun to be a dead Death Eater. So I want to buy you a butterbeer or two next weekend over at Hogsmead. We can talk about this game, life, death and, well, anything, really. Hats.
What do you say?
Gregory, I feel for you. Can't be fun to be a dead Death Eater. So I want to buy you a butterbeer or two next weekend over at Hogsmead. We can talk about this game, life, death and, well, anything, really. Hats.
What do you say?