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[very_literate]

[ Remus is heard very primly in the background, speaking in a lilting tone to follow the prose: ]

'The time has come,' the walrus said. 'To talk of many things. Of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings. And why the sea is boiling hot, and whether fish ha--'

Hoothoot!

Beg pardon?

Hoot! Hoothoot.

Well of course fish don't have wings.

Comments

[lifewithlemon]

Did you get one of those things following you, too? I've got this weird thing that just sits around and sleeps all the time.

[very_literate]

It's not so bad. I have someone with whom to enjoy some literature, at least.

[lifewithlemon]

Heh. Yeah, I bet you like books.

[very_literate]

...yes.

[lifewithlemon]

It's just sort of iro

So, how about those monsters, huh? Pretty weird, those things.

[very_literate]

You're a queer sort of woman Liz, do you know that?

[lifewithlemon]

You're not the first to tell me, Remus. Not the first.

[sothis_rising]

He likes cocks too.

[very_literate]

SI

[ There is a deep gouge mark in the page, and a loud thud as he screams at Sirius up the staircase. The Hoothoot sounds displeased by the sudden outburst. ]

[sothis_rising]

Are you claiming you don't enjoy a good rooster every now and again?

[very_literate]

[ yelled up the stairs: ]

YOU ARE A HORRIBLE AND DISGUSTING MAN!

[sothis_rising]

I'm talking about roosters here.

[Have a very badly drawn rooster.]

What are you thinking about mate?

[lifewithlemon]

Really, Sirius? There are kids on this thing, jeez...

[sothis_rising]

It a crime to talk about cocks?

-insert eyeroll here-

[lifewithlemon]

-Insert laughing here-

[sothis_rising]