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Firstly, Brocklehurst, brill spread you put on there. I ate until my sides were fit to burst and drank until everyone was attractive enough to snog. Don't rightly know how you could improve upon that but if you've ever an interest in trying, I've an interest in attending.

Which leads me to Firstly A, a sub-point: Smith, next time you might want to try playing tunes in my key. Apologies on Smith's behalf to everyone for not being thoughtful enough from the off to do so.

Secondly, Pansy, Tony - cheers for a first-rate first birthday party for my godson. My mum's ovaries're now working overtime (cheers to Terry for that as well, mate) and my dad couldn't've been the happier to drink his Sunday away with half the Goldstein clan. I still think Persephone and Alicia're gems.

Which leads me to Secondly A, a sub-point: Pansy, the petting zoo owners contacted me today. I know you may've to pry his fingers off it, but you'll've to ask your dad to return the sheep.

Which leads me to Secondly B, a sup-point: Tony? Terry? You've to return your sheep as well. And Tony, we've talked about the puffskeins, mate. It's bloody sick, it is. Turn Fluffles back in, yeah?

And because I'm the considerate bloke I am, anyone planning on travelling out of Blighty over the next two or three weeks, Australia's gone and shut its borders. S'pose that means you'll've to enjoy your travels elsewhere.

Date: 2009-01-27 01:38 am (UTC)
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Your mum is still unbelievably cold. If her ovaries are working overtime, I take none of the blame, there.

You're very amusing. My father didn't have anything to say to you did he?

Date: 2009-01-27 01:59 am (UTC)
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Nope, sorry, there's not getting out of it. Part of the blame's to land on you. You've a baby, see. Like grease for a rusted vault everyone ruddy forgot about.

I try my best.

Not word one although it's not as if I'd anything to say him. Nothing that wouldn't land me in gaol, anyroad.

Date: 2009-01-27 03:03 am (UTC)
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And my son is the most adorable little boy and everyone agrees with me.

Are you comparing Padma's uterus to a rusted vault? Or is that somehow a comparison for your own person?

You could try to stay away from my mother. She just has to dote on you from the off. It's annoying.

Date: 2009-01-27 03:23 am (UTC)
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Did I ever say otherwise? Don't reckon I did.

My mum's. I'd like to live and continue shagging my wife, cheers.

Now why'd I want to do that? It's kind of ace, actually. You're only saying that because you're jealous she's not doting on you.

Date: 2009-01-27 03:25 am (UTC)
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I don't want her to dote on me, or come near me most of the time. And that she allowed my father to attend alongside her is nearly unforgivable.

I'm glad for Padma's sake that you didn't say such a thing.

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Date: 2009-01-27 01:40 am (UTC)
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I didn't actually take the sheep. I just charmed it to be purple.

Date: 2009-01-27 02:00 am (UTC)
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Deny all you like, but I've witnesses that can attest to your sheep-thieving ways.

Date: 2009-01-27 02:20 am (UTC)
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Maybe, just maybe, Izzy turned a sheep into a bunny, so she could keep it. I told her a sheep could stay on the grounds, but she said a bunny could sleep with her.

Date: 2009-01-27 03:17 am (UTC)
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Right, mate. If that's what you're wanting to call it. Put it off on the ickle ones who can't stick up for themselves.

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Date: 2009-01-27 01:57 am (UTC)
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Thanks again for the petting zoo, mate. Wilma says it's still all Ceci talks about.

Date: 2009-01-27 02:01 am (UTC)
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You're welcome, mate. Next time you've another celebrating a first year, remember I'm not paying for another.

Date: 2009-01-27 02:07 am (UTC)
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Yeah, no need to worry 'bout that. Not for at least another decade, least.

Date: 2009-01-27 02:28 am (UTC)
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Don't you think it's a little inconsiderate to close off an entire country for your own pleasure?

Date: 2009-01-27 03:19 am (UTC)
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But it's not for my own pleasure and that's the ridgie didge.

Date: 2009-01-27 03:29 am (UTC)
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The entire wizarding population of Oz I'd expect. Tony's, mostly.

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Date: 2009-01-27 04:31 am (UTC)
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I know you know that I would never EVER send you an IO about ANYTHING unless I was absolutely SURE that you needed to know something, and I need your help.

Please, just listen. Don't STOP reading, just... Read it ALL.

Lavender was shopping in Diagon Alley when someone walked up behind her and covered her eyes and said GUESS WHO. Well, of course she recognised his voice, because we ALL would! And she was SO excited to see him, but when she turned out, he KISSED her. She was naturally absolutely stunned and she'll have to do a cleansing to rid herself of any bad karma before she sees Gregory again, BUT it wasn't her fault. It just WASN'T.

So she THOUGHT it was Seamus because it looks JUST. LIKE. SEAMUS. But it's not! Remember the Firelog glitch?? When that other world bled into ours??? That Seamus came THROUGH.

Just like GINNY WEASLEY went there, he's HERE.

WHAT DO WE DO? DO we tell Terry??? You're his best friend, so hopefully you'll know what to do.
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Date: 2009-01-27 04:34 am (UTC)
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You been burning some stale incense or something? Mayhaps had a tipple too many?

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Date: 2009-01-27 04:41 am (UTC)
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Michael Corner.

Seamus is my friend, and your friend Terry just happens to be in love with him.

IF he sees this other Seamus or hears about it, you KNOW he'll be just gutted. But it's not the SAME Seamus! He thinks we're all playing a trick on him!!! I promise!

You have to HELP Terry, not think I'm lying to you. I swear, I swear on my beloved SISTER that I am telling you the truth.

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Date: 2009-01-27 05:27 am (UTC)
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Fuck, Parvati. How the hell am I supposed to know what to do?

You said he snogged Brown, yeah? Reckon that means he's not into blokes or he doesn't know he's into blokes or however the fuck that works. The only sodding way I'd tell Terry about him is if there was a chance that this Finnigan could wholly replace the other because right now, Terry's gone and lost his mind where your mate's concerned and it's not healthy. He needs help, Parvati, not something else to worry over on top of every sodding thing else.

Date: 2009-01-27 04:49 am (UTC)
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Your key? Sorry mate, guitar strings are delicate. They don't carry them "so high pitched only the dogs down the street could enjoy" for the most part.

Date: 2009-01-27 05:19 am (UTC)
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I reckon your ear's off as well.

Date: 2009-01-27 05:25 am (UTC)
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Mine? Nope. Years of guitar lessons, and the opinion of a beautiful woman can't be wrong, mate.

Date: 2009-01-27 05:29 am (UTC)
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They'll lie to you if they love you, mate. It's a proven fact. There's studies and such out there about it, I'm cert.

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