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Rosie is eight months pregnant. Rosie is miserable and whinging and the Death Eaters have gone from being sick bastards to being annoying bastards. They're like kids pulling the wings off a doxy. Fuck off, Death Eaters. I just want one moment of peace in my life.
Tired.
Things are fucked up and stressful.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
Neither. The rooster came first.