Oscar wondered how to pretend to eat a hot dog and feed it to the pigeons, instead -- who by now had the constitution of little goats with wings, and would one day, Oscar was sure of it, take over the world, along with cockroaches, and Tupperware.
Ha!
*wipes away tears of laughter*
That gave me so many weird mental images I think I'm going to have bad dreams tonight.
It was disconcerting talking to Malo, because talking to Malo was rather like talking to a tiny, costumed midget wearing a Félix mask, and it made Oscar feel old and uncomfortable.
*chokes in fit of repressed giggles trying not to laugh out loud at work*
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Ha!
*wipes away tears of laughter*
That gave me so many weird mental images I think I'm going to have bad dreams tonight.
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I am Molly Weasley and I shall not be denied! This boy does NOT belong to such horrible parents!
I adore Oscar carrying Portia away. It is so both of them.
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*chokes in fit of repressed giggles trying not to laugh out loud at work*
Brilliant.
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...he had become very comfortable with being uncomfortable around children.
*cheers for the continued excellence of the story as the wordcount mounts!*
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Wanting to eat a Real New York Hot Dog isn't a subconscious death wish?
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