Yet More Drunken Photoshopping: Voldemort's Commercial Empire, Yo.

[pen_and_umbra]

Statistical analysis pwned me like a pwning thing yesterday, but at least that's done. Now I have all the time in the world to watch DVDs write pr0n do diligent research on the paper I'm supposed to be writing this month. Yay. Ish. Sigh.

In any case, I ate some blueberry pie and had a glass of this fantabulous Pinot Noir, and this appeared:

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[furiosity]

omg, dude, you win forever with this. LMFAO.

Uniqueus Snoflakeus *snooooort*

write drabbles
*rubs hands together gleefully*

[pen_and_umbra]

*rubs hands together gleefully*

You, you... vile enabler of things H/D! Sigh. I can't tell you how headachy that was or how easy was it to make Draco a pencil-dick. ;P

[furiosity]

AHAHAAHAHAHA. I already have a Schlongathon entry sitting on my sekrit masterlist! *pwns*

[pen_and_umbra]

*is duly pwned*

Y'know, if I'd known that convo would lead to megadick Dracos appearing by the bucketload, I... well, I still would've said it. But now there's a disturbance in the Force. At this rate, Potterverse will have to be renamed Tripodverse and everybody, men and women, will soon be walking like John Wayne and cringing whenever they sit down.

[furiosity]

Mwee hee hee!

Megadick! YOU CAUSED THE DISTURBANCE IN THE FORCE. YOU. It's all your fault. When all is said and done, this is getting blamed on you. *nods* >.> I'm, liek, so writing for it, too. XD

[pen_and_umbra]

Le sigh. I dub myself Darth Schlong, Dark Lord of the Dick. The things I spawn... I really must have a Snape Schlongathon at some point.