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I was going to post this yesterday...
Dear Friends,
I love you all dearly. Truly, I do. I have one small request, however:
FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S GOOD AND HOLY, STOP TAUNTING THE WEATHER GODS!
Y'all know who you are.
Love,
Me
It's hard being a Muggle when most of your friends can do weird sh*t like move thunderstorms around and summon blizzards...
I love you all dearly. Truly, I do. I have one small request, however:
FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S GOOD AND HOLY, STOP TAUNTING THE WEATHER GODS!
Y'all know who you are.
Love,
Me
It's hard being a Muggle when most of your friends can do weird sh*t like move thunderstorms around and summon blizzards...
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"What snow?" HRH said. "I am raking."
"But it was so weird, I mean, it was six degrees out, and it was snowing."
"I am raking," said HRH. "It is spring."
"Oh," said the neighbour, finally catching on. "Spring. Yes. What snow?"
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