Like a Foul-mouthed Potty

Dinner today was a pleasant affair. If pleasant had the sexual connotations of Harry Potter books. Also, that analogy made as much sense as a living cookie cannibal.

My sister plopped down a copy of "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix" onto the table, casually telling Nick that it was his to bring home (we borrow lotsss). I happened to stumble by, and innocently asked why we didn't give him the crappy version instead (right in front of him, of course).

My sister monotone-ly replied: "We want to keep the adult version."

Being in a hyper mood after all the saccharine kiwi and the sickly sweet grapes, I added "You mean the one where Harry Potter goes into that sex shop?"

I began laughing hysterically, if 'hysterically' meant in suppression after the glare i received from her. WAHAHA.

Of course, Nick had to add "accio toy".

@.@

To which i myself crudely chipped in "use only when in lumos"

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Ok you may kill me now

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But before you do,

Here's what's new in the line of JK Rowling's adult novels:



"Ron, what ARE you doing!?"

1. Hairy Potter and the Philosopher's Bone
2. Hairy Potter and the Chamber of Victoria's Secrets
3. Hairy Potter and the Sex-Prisoner of Taliban
4. Hairy Potter and the Tablet of Desire
5. Hairy Potter and the Order of the Penis
6. Hairy Potter and the Interracial Royal Rumble

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WAHAHA. Number 1 and 3 are contributed generously by the wolf-in-sheeps-clothing (read: Nefarious Nick).

Other than that, the Palm Tree Club has a new picture! We ROCK! Ok not punny enough. We VEGETATE!


The Palm Tree called, he wants Congren to stop blocking him



So NOT studying for physics test to... We Spoke Pounds - Snoop Dogg