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[likealily]

Just because I work at the Wizarding library all day and work for the Order does not mean that my house is allowed to be dirty.

I clean and clean and yet somehow there are muddy tracks everywhere and things are still disorganized.

I am unamused. Just as unamused as I was looking at that duck picture. Thank you Remus J. Lupin

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[slobberymongrel]

You writing a post about mostly cleaning is very womanly. Also James and I are already going over the plans for the dog house. You do realize that'll keep me over EVEN MORE?

Also by your list James shouldnt be allowed in either, you realize.

The Weird Sisters? The Hobgoblins are scads fucking better, what the hell, Evans.

[likealily]

Well at least I've affirmed my gender to the whole of the community then. And you do realize that with a doghouse outside you will have no necessity to come inside the house?

Sadly I need him inside the house. He vacuums and takes out the trash.

There is nothing wrong with the Weird Sisters.

[slobberymongrel]

Yes I will. To seduce you. Naturally. Oh, and eat you out of house and home. Remus is a terrible wife and I need your tender love through cuisine.

Can I watch? I love the sound of Prongs being whipped in the morning.

I didnt say there was, they've got legs for miles after all, grrrowl. Bu the Hobs put on a fucking kick-in-the-face show, and we both know it.

[likealily]

I will make sure you stay chained outside. Perhaps you should learn to cook, then. There's an apron I can lend you.

Because he'll get so much work done that way.

I've always thought they're rather hairy and ridiculous myself, but to each his own. I won't disagree with you there. I never said the Weird Sisters were better. Just that I wanted to see them.

[prongsykins]

But Quidditch robes don't come in anything other than "dirty"!

And what's wrong with Cheezits? They're cheesy and delicious!

[likealily]

Dry clean them before you come inside.

There are Cheezits all over the house. And I swear they're attracting the large talking insects. And your best mate.

[prongsykins]

Oh yeah, I'm totally going to go to the dry cleaner's before I come home after Quidditch practice, that totally makes sense.

That's not my fault. You're the one who bought the Cheezits in the first place, I can't help that the bag exploded and that Padfoot LOVES them. And Hector only came by once. And that was like...three whole days ago.

[likealily]

Then you mop the floors and vacuum the house. All of it.

Only after you whined about that you had never eaten anything so orange and square and cheesy and that you had to have them.

Regardless. No large talking insects in the house.

[lovetilmitt]

Talking cockroaches? That's interesting! How large is large?

[likealily]

They're interesting until you find yourself suddenly face-to-face with one in the middle of cooking dinner.

Larger than a coffee table.

[kinda_trippy]

I have a curious urge to go see the Weird Sisters in concert.

You should!

[likealily]

I think I'm in negotiation with your cousin. Tickets in exchange for cooking lessons.

...I'm not quite sure it's worth it.

[kinda_trippy]

Bah, forget that - I was just behind Kirley, and he was in my house - he was pretty much my only housemate that DIDN'T have it in for me for being a halfblood. Want me to owl him about maybe getting a few tickets?

[hex_you_up]

The cockroaches, gnomes, twins and Sirius all make perfect sense, but why cheezits?