What house am I in?
I think I would be a Gryffindore because Gryffinfores on average are a lot more attractive, and I’m a lot more attractive than most people, so I think I should be in Gryffindore. Well, beyond that, I’d just like to say that… uh… I did not take kyla’s comforter, did not wrap myself in it, and did not fart. No, I did not fart multiple times in Kyla’s comforter, and it was not comforting at all. And I would, would not do it again. I wouldn’t not do it again. I would. Not. I would do it as many times as necessary before kyla would agree that I was in gryffindore. But I wouldn’t do it in the first place, so it wouldn’t happen… Ah, that was a good one. I didn’t know I had that in me. Uh… talk about a Dutch oven…
Also, when it’s really dark outside, I like to hide under his cloak and see what I can see but he always tells me to look at him with my eyes. and then I start to feel uncomfortable and i crawl out from under his cloak and I cry.
On a happier note, the vice president of China, unbeknonst to him, will soon be exposed to SALAZAR AND THE GRYFFINPUFFS! But we don’t know that yet. Just like Kyla doesn’t know that I just farted.
-Sarah
Esteban here. Sarah has just ruined the most comforting part of my room.
Actually, it is pretty exciting. Sarah will get to sing in front of the vice president of China and the US Secretary of Treasury with two other Peabody singers. WOOHOO!! But what he doesn’t know is that the performance will actually be ambushed by our band. So instead of hearing “America the Beautiful,” He will be hearing “Bleach Night at the Malfoys” and “The Flaw in the Plan.” Lucky man he is.
Dear Alison,
Since Father Michael O’Flatley is so incredibly in love with himself, I doubt that he would care if I married him or gave him his tin whistle back. So how about I just go marry Shia Labeouf instead? Sound good? All right then, that’s settled. Oh, and will you make sure to wash your feet before band meetings from now on?
Thanks,
Kyla
