((Ahhha, go me, leaving out half of what I meant to put in this owl lalala >>; Please don't mind the double post!))
George,
Holy freaking toppings, Batman!
Cookie dough. Sprinkles. Oreos. Gummi bears. This is me salivating, by the way. You read my mind, didn't you? Sneaky ice cream ninja, get your own brain. No, really, this is... pretty much everything I think of when I think of ice cream. Ever. Thank you.
Making Shakespeare wince, I'm pretty sure that's a past time of high schoolers. Particularly those in my English class. You think you've heard it all until you've heard steroid'd-out jocks attempting iambic pentameter. Luckily, the man's in the ground! And I've heard skeletons don't have the best of hearing. ;)
As for cheesecake, who?! Also, we should start a Cheesecake Answer For the 'Cheese' Question Appreciation Club - Y/Y?
Ignore this suspiciously chocolate-looking stain in the corner >>; Because it's totally not the hot fudge <<;
The first line of Veronica's owl caused a slight tremor in the indescribable gift that belonged to George. She suddenly felt, to the core, that something was coming. He was coming. And so was the Batlabel-gun.
George, however, knew that he was a man who liked an entrance, and George would be a pretty big party-pooper if she ruined it. So she held her tongue/quill.
Oh, jeez, not the Every Flavor Beans. Can you imagine having 'grass' on a sundae? Or 'vomit'? EUGH. The ice-a cream, it is a masterpiece-a the way it is-a! ...For best quality on this owl, imagine that last line in a rather overzealous Italian accent. With hand gestures! Also, of course they have Oreos and Gummy Things at Hogwarts. I don't think I could last here very long without paying hundreds of dollars on express, over-seas package delivery.
Hee! Point two, for the Shakespeare digs. You're on a roll, missy. Five points and you get a toaster, keep up the good work. Also, considering Hamlet's beau, there... I don't think talking to himself or whatever else falls in the crazy category is all too off-base!
Hmm. There may need to be hunting down. May. Anybody who is a friend to cheesecake, of course, is a friend to moi, but you never know. Trouble could be afoot. Arguments as to whether it should be topped with strawberries or cherries. Messy business!
I've been reading all of your letters in an overzealous Italian accent anyways, so all our bases are covered (no I haven't!).
I've learned from working in an ice cream shop(pe) is that there's all kinds of flavors that seem completely unappealing except for its one special person. Durian ice cream is like the fairy tale of the dairy world. I think Hogwarts houses a rabbit or two, maybe they would find a grass sundae delicious?
If any business gets too messy, please send for me to negotiate a detente. Oh, sorry. I've been reading European 20th century history all morning. I don't think they offer the course here, so I want to keep on the up-and-up. Even if it's on something that occurred almost 100 years ago.
I should be caught up enough to read the newspaper by the time I'm thirty. I'll seem so mature!
A friend of Robin's? Is definitely going to be a friend of mine, and you are too adorable not to call a friend, honey!
Plus, you know. Ice cream. And if there's any way to get to a guy's heart faster than a pint of this and the remote? Let me know. ...Also, if there's anyway to go to a guy's thighs faster than a pint of this, let me know, ugh, guilty pleasures.
You're so nice. It might be fun for the three of us to have dinner sometime; we're both new to Hogwarts and we both know Robin, so it can be in celebration for our admittance! But I'm always busy in the mornings so I'd have to turn in early. I hope that's ok.
Oh, a remote? Thank you, Sasan, I'll definitely keep that in mind. Though it'd probably be a bad idea to combine a remote in a pint of ice cream... though that might be a treat for robots.
A little guilt sometimes makes things for fun, but hopefully not too much. Especially since I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't have ice cream.
That... shouldn't be a problem? I mean. There could totally be something we could figure out to do. With you gone. ...Entertain ourselves, I mean. ...Right.
Oh, ew, yeah, don't eat that. Pretty sure the plastic will be HELL on your teeth, babe. ...Also, just... don't eat remotes. I think that's fiber or something. Anyway, chocolate all the way.
Can you imagine a world without ice cream? God, what a sad place. Sad, and unhappy. Woe! I think we need to not speak of such a future. Ice cream, it is key.
Having you for dinner shouldn't be a problem at all! Why would it? And I'm used to leaving gatherings a bit early, and I'm sure you and Robin would get along wonderfully without me, so we don't have to worry.
You seem to be very good with giving advice; I agree with you, clickers are not for chomping. My brothers get into panics when ours is just beneath the couch. They tear our living room apart before they scream for me across the house; they never change the channels manually. Because that would be 'too much trouble'. Imagine what they would do if it were gone forever? I'm picturing them pulling my ears to get to 'Last Channel'.
Hmmm. If you were raised in a world without ice cream, can you miss ice cream? This is a very philosophical question. Maybe an amazing dessert exists in that world to make up for it, which is beyond the scope of our comprehension? It has to be, since I can't think of a treat better than ice cream.
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George,
Holy freaking toppings, Batman!
Cookie dough. Sprinkles. Oreos. Gummi bears. This is me salivating, by the way. You read my mind, didn't you? Sneaky ice cream ninja, get your own brain. No, really, this is... pretty much everything I think of when I think of ice cream. Ever. Thank you.
Making Shakespeare wince, I'm pretty sure that's a past time of high schoolers. Particularly those in my English class. You think you've heard it all until you've heard steroid'd-out jocks attempting iambic pentameter. Luckily, the man's in the ground! And I've heard skeletons don't have the best of hearing. ;)
As for cheesecake, who?! Also, we should start a Cheesecake Answer For the 'Cheese' Question Appreciation Club - Y/Y?
Ignore this suspiciously chocolate-looking stain in the corner >>; Because it's totally not the hot fudge <<;
-Veronica
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George, however, knew that he was a man who liked an entrance, and George would be a pretty big party-pooper if she ruined it. So she held her tongue/quill.
Hello, Veronica ( ... )
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Oh, jeez, not the Every Flavor Beans. Can you imagine having 'grass' on a sundae? Or 'vomit'? EUGH. The ice-a cream, it is a masterpiece-a the way it is-a! ...For best quality on this owl, imagine that last line in a rather overzealous Italian accent. With hand gestures! Also, of course they have Oreos and Gummy Things at Hogwarts. I don't think I could last here very long without paying hundreds of dollars on express, over-seas package delivery.
Hee! Point two, for the Shakespeare digs. You're on a roll, missy. Five points and you get a toaster, keep up the good work. Also, considering Hamlet's beau, there... I don't think talking to himself or whatever else falls in the crazy category is all too off-base!
Hmm. There may need to be hunting down. May. Anybody who is a friend to cheesecake, of course, is a friend to moi, but you never know. Trouble could be afoot. Arguments as to whether it should be topped with strawberries or cherries. Messy business!
-Veronica
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I've been reading all of your letters in an overzealous Italian accent anyways, so all our bases are covered (no I haven't!).
I've learned from working in an ice cream shop(pe) is that there's all kinds of flavors that seem completely unappealing except for its one special person. Durian ice cream is like the fairy tale of the dairy world. I think Hogwarts houses a rabbit or two, maybe they would find a grass sundae delicious?
If any business gets too messy, please send for me to negotiate a detente. Oh, sorry. I've been reading European 20th century history all morning. I don't think they offer the course here, so I want to keep on the up-and-up. Even if it's on something that occurred almost 100 years ago.
I should be caught up enough to read the newspaper by the time I'm thirty. I'll seem so mature!
Immaturely,
George
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George,
A friend of Robin's? Is definitely going to be a friend of mine, and you are too adorable not to call a friend, honey!
Plus, you know. Ice cream. And if there's any way to get to a guy's heart faster than a pint of this and the remote? Let me know. ...Also, if there's anyway to go to a guy's thighs faster than a pint of this, let me know, ugh, guilty pleasures.
~~Sasan
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You're so nice. It might be fun for the three of us to have dinner sometime; we're both new to Hogwarts and we both know Robin, so it can be in celebration for our admittance! But I'm always busy in the mornings so I'd have to turn in early. I hope that's ok.
Oh, a remote? Thank you, Sasan, I'll definitely keep that in mind. Though it'd probably be a bad idea to combine a remote in a pint of ice cream... though that might be a treat for robots.
A little guilt sometimes makes things for fun, but hopefully not too much. Especially since I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't have ice cream.
Guiltlessly,
George
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That... shouldn't be a problem? I mean. There could totally be something we could figure out to do. With you gone. ...Entertain ourselves, I mean. ...Right.
Oh, ew, yeah, don't eat that. Pretty sure the plastic will be HELL on your teeth, babe. ...Also, just... don't eat remotes. I think that's fiber or something. Anyway, chocolate all the way.
Can you imagine a world without ice cream? God, what a sad place. Sad, and unhappy. Woe! I think we need to not speak of such a future. Ice cream, it is key.
-Sasan
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Having you for dinner shouldn't be a problem at all! Why would it? And I'm used to leaving gatherings a bit early, and I'm sure you and Robin would get along wonderfully without me, so we don't have to worry.
You seem to be very good with giving advice; I agree with you, clickers are not for chomping. My brothers get into panics when ours is just beneath the couch. They tear our living room apart before they scream for me across the house; they never change the channels manually. Because that would be 'too much trouble'. Imagine what they would do if it were gone forever? I'm picturing them pulling my ears to get to 'Last Channel'.
Hmmm. If you were raised in a world without ice cream, can you miss ice cream? This is a very philosophical question. Maybe an amazing dessert exists in that world to make up for it, which is beyond the scope of our comprehension? It has to be, since I can't think of a treat better than ice cream.
Thoughtfully,
George
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