| potions_master @ 2004-06-13 00:02:00 |
| Current mood: | annoyed |
My, my, you certainly all are a busy lot these days. Hooch is being followed around by a strange little ape-man whom I am given to understand is somehow genetically connected to her, a revelation I find somewhat disturbing. Ronald Weasley is still an idiot, and Finnigan's girlish charm continues to endear him to all he meets. And while innocently perusing the journals, as I have been so gently reminded by our august headmaster to do, I ran across a thread in which Harry Potter discusses sex that made me want to remove my brain from my skull and scrub it clean with copper wool. A cleansing charm would not be enough, one suspects. I am not paid enough for this. Minerva, do try to keep your students' hormones from actually sloshing out of their ears, won't you? It would be a kindness.
Comments:
| lupercus @ 2004-06-13 07:38 am UTC |
Now Severus, I have it on excellent authority that you yourself was once a teenage boy. Certainly you recall what it was like.
| potions_master @ 2004-06-13 11:33 am UTC |
Judging from your taunting of the students, Lupin, you have never left adolescence yourself. I'll take your word for it.
(parent)| lupercus @ 2004-06-13 10:29 pm UTC |
Haven't you heard the new jingle on the WWN, Severus?
I don't want to grow up, I'm a Zonko's kid.
| potions_master @ 2004-06-15 02:37 pm UTC |
Five points to Slytherin, Mr. Malfoy, because I feel like it.
(parent)