lupercus @ 2003-04-27 22:17:00 |
Current mood: | confused |
Oh, and also...
What on earth happened to my office?
Comments:
lupercus @ 2003-04-27 11:21 pm UTC |
The floor is wet and full of soap, and the rugs are ruined. Why?
lupercus @ 2003-04-27 11:23 pm UTC |
The windows are smashed. And there are - are those staples?
How did my shoes get stapled to the ceiling?
wehaveseven @ 2003-04-27 11:31 pm UTC |
Students think they're so sodding funny enchanting things, hahaha!
(parent)lupercus @ 2003-04-27 11:25 pm UTC |
Are those scorch-marks on the-
Wait.
Arthur...
WHERE ARE MY OWLS?
lupercus @ 2003-04-27 11:28 pm UTC |
Arthur, there is an OWL HEAD under my desk.
There are FEATHERS stuck to everything.
WHY do I think you know something about this?
lupercus @ 2003-04-27 11:29 pm UTC |
...
Forget it. I am not even going to ask about the dishwasher.
lupercus @ 2003-04-27 11:30 pm UTC |
Where is the mouse to my computer?
And where did all these ruddy STAPLES come from?
potions_master @ 2003-04-27 11:38 pm UTC |
I would be interested to know, Remus, why there was an unconscious Weasley on the floor of what is left of your office.
With a stapler attached to him in some manner.
And you are still an idiot.
wehaveseven @ 2003-04-27 11:53 pm UTC |
owl
n.
Any of various often nocturnal birds of prey of the order Strigiformes, having hooked and feathered talons, large heads with short hooked beaks, large eyes set forward, and fluffy plumage that allows for almost noiseless flight.
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[Middle English owle, from Old English le, of imitative origin.]
lupercus @ 2003-04-27 11:57 pm UTC |
That's all very well and informative, Arthur, but I am afraid I must lodge a complaint.
lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:00 am UTC |
Never mind that, Arthur.
I wish to complain about the owl what I left here not twenty-four hours ago, in this very office.
wehaveseven @ 2003-04-28 12:04 am UTC |
Oh yes, the, uh, the Norwegian Owl... What's, uh... What's wrong with it?
(parent)lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:05 am UTC |
I'll tell you what's wrong with it, Arthur - he's dead, that's what's wrong with it!
lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:08 am UTC |
Look, Weasley, I know a dead owl when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
wehaveseven @ 2003-04-28 12:09 am UTC |
NONONO he's not DEAD!!!!!1 He's - he's restin'!!!!!!!1
Remarkable bird, the Norwegian Owl, innit, ay??// Beautiful plumage!!!!!1 :D :D ;)
lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:13 am UTC |
No, he didn't! And you're not even here so how would you know if he moved?!
wehaveseven @ 2003-04-28 12:17 am UTC |
I'M TELEPATHETIC DIDN'T YOU KNOW?! HULLOOOO MISTER OWLY WOWLY HOOT HOOT HOOT!!!!!!!1 >O^O
(parent)wehaveseven @ 2003-04-28 12:22 am UTC |
YEAH!!!!!1 YOU STUNNED HIM JUST AS 'E WAS WAKING UP >:O Norwegian Owls stun easily, Professor >:O >:O
(parent)lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:24 am UTC |
Now look, Arthur, I've definitely had enough of this. That owl is definitely deceased, and I highly doubt that its total lack of movement is due to it being tired and shagged out following a prolonged hoot.
wehaveseven @ 2003-04-28 12:26 am UTC |
NO WAIT LOOK WELL - he's... he's OH HE'S PROBABLY PINING FOR THE FJORDS!!!!1
lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:28 am UTC |
Pining for the fjords? Now what kind of talk is that?
Look, I took the liberty of examining that owl when I got home, and I discovered the only reason that it had been sitting on its perch in the first place was that it had been STAPLED there.
wehaveseven @ 2003-04-28 12:32 am UTC |
WELL OF COURSE IT WAS BLOODY STAPLED THERE!!!!11 >:O
LOOK, IF I HADN'T STAPLED THAT BIRD DOWN IT WOULD'VE NUZZLED UP TO THEM BARS, BENT THEM APART WITH ITS BEAK AND VOOM!!!!!1
lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:34 am UTC |
Voom?!
Weasley, this bird wouldn't "voom" if you strapped it to a Firebolt! He's bleeding demised!
lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:43 am UTC |
No Arthur, he's NOT pining. He's passed ON. This owl is NO MORE.
He has ceased to be! He's expired and gone to meet his maker. He's a stiff. Bereft of life, he rests in peace. If you hadn't STAPLED him to the perch he'd be pushing up the daisies. His metabolic processes are now history. He's off the twig. He's kicked the bucket, he's shuffled off his mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleeding choir invisibile.
THIS IS AN EX-OWL.
wehaveseven @ 2003-04-28 12:45 am UTC |
... er. WELL! I guess I'd better replace it, then!! :D
(parent)wehaveseven @ 2003-04-28 12:49 am UTC |
Er, sorry, Lupin :/ I've had a quick look round the Burrow and, uh - well unless you want Errol (ABORT, ABORT) we're right out of owls. :/
lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:53 am UTC |
Well, he's hardly a bleeding replacement, is he?!
...
Does he talk?
lupercus @ 2003-04-28 12:59 am UTC |
Right, I'll t-
Actually, I think this is getting too silly.
I'm going to bed.
wehaveseven @ 2003-04-28 01:01 am UTC |
Heavens to Betsy, man. With those nails I'm sodding well off, too. o_O
>O^O