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[slobberymongrel]

S. Black: HALLO LADIES AND GARGOYLES! Now, Christmas holidays are right around the corner. There are fewer groups of people in the world who love Christmas as much as the Marauders [TM]. We fucking love it all. The pudding, the gifts, the anatomically correct gingerbread men, the gifts, the snow, did I mention the gifts? Christmas is a time of

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[happybeinggreen]

....Snow?

...There's snow here?

[slobberymongrel]

ITS WINTER, PICKLEFACE.

[happybeinggreen]

Shut up, I've never lived in a place that had an actual winter before.

[slobberymongrel]

Sucks to be you for yet another reason.

[happybeinggreen]

Awww, you don't mean that, Poochie.

[slobberymongrel]

No, see. I do. I say nasty things because I do in fact mean them. Always.

[happybeinggreen]

I think it's a lot of respressed feeling because your mother never hugged you as a child. I can relate. Want a hug now?

[slobberymongrel]

OH MY GODRIC DONT TOUCH ME EVER.

[happybeinggreen]

Next time I see you, I'm going to give you a hug :D

[slobberymongrel]

I AM SIRIUS ORIEN BLACK AND I COULD HAVE YOU KILLED, YOU KNOW.

[happybeinggreen]

Oh, Honey, if I belived it every time someone threatened my life, I would have been a physcological wreak by now. You want a hug, really :D

[slobberymongrel]

NO, I DONT.

DONT TOUCH ME. YOU ARE GROSS.

[happybeinggreen]

Yes, you do!

Maybe I should come visit you to give you a hug?

[slobberymongrel]

I WILL TURN YOU INTO A SHREW.

[happybeinggreen]

Awwww, you don't mean that, Poochie!

[slobberymongrel]

You insult my intelligence by telling me what I do or do not mean.

And for that, I wont turn you into a shrew. I'll turn you into a nargle turd.