In a heap of sweat I await...
In anticipation of this grande event, I sweat salty fluids. My brow is damp, my hair is sticky, my socks lie wrinkled and abused by the oppresive sweat. It is not the humidity that wettens my appearence, but it is the waiting for my sweet Daniel to emerge in yet another crappy movie. That's correct my love, I sweat at the whispering of the news, that the 4th HARRY POTTER MOVIE IS COMING!
Hide your children, all ye mothers who bear love for your offspring. Hide there eyes that they might not see the disgusting and disturbing images of Daniel Radcliffe acting! Stay away from the movie theater, lest you be drawn into this obsessed and slowminded crowd of fans. Hide! Hide! Hide I beg you!
Hide your children, all ye mothers who bear love for your offspring. Hide there eyes that they might not see the disgusting and disturbing images of Daniel Radcliffe acting! Stay away from the movie theater, lest you be drawn into this obsessed and slowminded crowd of fans. Hide! Hide! Hide I beg you!
posted by Joy and Becky (cause becky still hasn't figured out how to get her own username) | 12:10 PM
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Thank you Al. No thank you, Katie. By the way, Kate, how was the Midnight Magic party?
hmmm I just came here and read the comments and I was reading the first one and I'm like, who posted this, and it said my name and I was like huh but it mustve been me cause I never gave my password to anyone but anyway i think it was a highly intellegent and founded accusation and I am more brutal than I thought so how is that for a run on sentence?
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