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Zachariah Weasley · 09-16-2009, 01:21 AM

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Originally Posted by dingDong

So like the Slytherin table was officially getting a bit overcrowded and his mooncalf poo was telling him (yes, they shared brainwaves) to MOOOVEEE or else he'd die by an unfortunate stampede. He depended his life on the two buckets of poo that he carried straaaight towards the Hufflepuff table. That anti-odor charm was disappearing because once he took a great whiff, he could DEFINITELY smell it. SO LAIK WHY NOT STINK UP THE HUFFIE TABLE, EHH???

Perfect plan? Perfect plaaaannnn?! Spoiling their appetites... heeeheeehe. Being bored could do stuff to you.

"LA LA LA LAAAAaaaaa," he sang in a crooked tune, skipping to the Huffie table and swinging his buckets, which *cough* DID make some pooooo to splatter on the seats/people *cough* but eeeeeeee there were new HUFFIESSS. Who to talk to? WHO TO TALK SLASH ANNOY PEOPLE???

So many choices. But whatever, that poo was obviously gonna fill their noses anytime soon.

Zach looked over at the ~~psycho~~ older kid throwing... poo around. Ewwww. He covered his nose just in time; he saw everyone else making faces like... well, like they smelled something bad. Hmm. He wondered if he could get in good with this kid somehow. Firstly because the whole being-pelted-with-poo thing? Not his favorite. Secondly, he needed friends, right? This had prospects.

09-16-2009, 01:21 AM	#207 (permalink)
Zachariah Weasley Streeler Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Oregon Posts: 237 Hogwarts RPG Name: Zachariah Weasley Sixth Year	Dumbledore's Army ☆ Weasley is our king ッ ☆ Criminal Minds Fanatic Quote: Originally Posted by dingDong So like the Slytherin table was officially getting a bit overcrowded and his mooncalf poo was telling him (yes, they shared brainwaves) to MOOOVEEE or else he'd die by an unfortunate stampede. He depended his life on the two buckets of poo that he carried straaaight towards the Hufflepuff table. That anti-odor charm was disappearing because once he took a great whiff, he could DEFINITELY smell it. SO LAIK WHY NOT STINK UP THE HUFFIE TABLE, EHH??? Perfect plan? Perfect plaaaannnn?! Spoiling their appetites... heeeheeehe. Being bored could do stuff to you. "LA LA LA LAAAAaaaaa," he sang in a crooked tune, skipping to the Huffie table and swinging his buckets, which cough DID make some pooooo to splatter on the seats/people cough but eeeeeeee there were new HUFFIESSS. Who to talk to? WHO TO TALK SLASH ANNOY PEOPLE??? So many choices. But whatever, that poo was obviously gonna fill their noses anytime soon. Zach looked over at the ~~psycho~~ older kid throwing... poo around. Ewwww. He covered his nose just in time; he saw everyone else making faces like... well, like they smelled something bad. Hmm. He wondered if he could get in good with this kid somehow. Firstly because the whole being-pelted-with-poo thing? Not his favorite. Secondly, he needed friends, right? This had prospects. __________________