I had some of the weirdest dreams last night.
Ronnie and The Situation rolled up and were going to beat me up, but I was going to hook them up with Teen Mom Farrah, but she took forever getting ready, so we just went to the club.
I was Harry Potter. And Dumbledore had me wait in a big old van with the Weasleys and several other Order members, and we waited for the Death Eaters to attack me, at which point we sprang out in our own ambush and battled them. It was epic, and then Dumbledore showed up and kicked ass.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
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