Frightening confessions and unfathomable questions begin to surface once the world opens their hearts and minds to Harry James Potter.
Friday, November 12, 2010
At least there weren't any Inferi around...
Dear Harry,
Apparently, a diet of SPAM and poptarts gives you scurvy. Go figure. But hey, we get a free cruuuuise!
Love,
The Carnival Splendor Passengers
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Moisture farming is totally worse than living in a cupboard.
Dear Harry,
I fucking hate my uncle, too.
Love,
Luke
Listen all-ya-all, it's the sabotage!
Dear Harry,
That son of a bitch R2 sabotaged my circuits so he and his butt buddy could stay together! I could have saved the fucking galaxy!
Love,
R5-D4
The secret to his fabulous hair: never washing it!
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