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Feb 09, 2004 23:04

I hate Filch's cat.

Also, obviously the words "1917 original patina" mean nothing to the inhabitants of this castle. My Silver Arrow. Swept. The FLOOR.

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sinistra February 10 2004, 04:58:47 UTC
Your sugar daddy has my miniature tea set and I suspect she is using it to read tea leaves.

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Re: onourbrooms February 10 2004, 06:02:57 UTC
Be nice to her.

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Re: sibyllsays February 10 2004, 17:35:12 UTC
I am no one's SUGAR DADDY!!

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sibyllsays February 10 2004, 17:37:35 UTC
How terrible for you!!!! I cannot IMAGINE what the dear Headmaster was THINKING!! Imagine, he has given my best tarot cards to SYLVIA SINISTRA!!!!

I have been inconsolable. Fortunately, someone left a bottle of sherry in my rooms.

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onourbrooms February 10 2004, 21:16:33 UTC
"Think" is the operative word here. Albus seems to be doing little of that. Filch's mangy psychotic cat has decided it needs to sleep IN MY BED.

I'll come see you-- after all, you are my neighbor, and letting you read my fortune counts as a good deed on that infernal list. Three first years have already attempted to hug me.

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Re: sinistra February 11 2004, 00:25:32 UTC
It is strange, how similar your comment is to Ms Brown's recent post. Shall you be adding .gifs soon?

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Re: onourbrooms February 11 2004, 18:34:24 UTC
Droll, Sylvia, very droll. She's just overexcited about her cards. Much like I am about Filch getting mud on my mint condition broom bristles.

Excuse me, I have a cat to terrorize.

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