The advenutres of Harry Pothead and chums
Disclaimer: Please note that this is a parody, so don't take it to serioulsy and I can also gurantee that this is gonna be one hell of a funny story so don't forget to check it out my fellow readers and please leave a review stating your opion.
First of, we shall begin with the top ten rules of Hogwarts
In Hogwarts...
1. Thou shalt get high, drunk or Stoned
2. Thou shalt be ghettos
3. Thou shalt be pimps
4.Thou shalt not be sober
5. Thou shalt talk like they iz black
6. Thou shalt be gangstas
7. Thou shalt buy pot from Voldemort (Slytherins only)
8. Thou shalt buy weed from Dumbledore (Gryffindors only)
9.Thou shalt not be non-ghettos
10. Thou shalt have a good time
NOW THIS IS THE REAL STORY
It was a nice, breezy day at Hogwarts and Harry Pothead, along with his very good chum Ron Weasley where sat under a tree smoking weed.
"Oh man, I'm Fuckin stoned" Harry Stated. "True, true" Ron replied, taking a puff. Just at that moment, a very Drunk Hermione came staggering up to them. "Yo, what are you guys up tooooooooooo?" she slurred, waving a vodka bottle about as Draco Mlafoy, the boy who talks like he is black came striding over to the three Gryffindors.
"Yo, waddup with yo mother fuckas?" he demanded. "None of your buisness, Maaaaaaaaaalfoy burp" Hermione replied in a slur. Malfoy stood in front of her face. "Shut up, yo White assed bitch" and he turned around and walked back towards the castle.
later that day, the three of them ran into Neville the pimp, who was chatting up both the parvati twins. "So, which one of you fine chicks wants to go on a hot date with me?" he asked. "We both do?" the twins chanted. "Wow, I'm one lucky bastard" and he stood up, walked out with his arms around both girls.
"That Neville Longbottom is one bad ass pimp" Harry informed as he lighted a joint.
Later, in Defense agaisnt the dark arts, Their teacher, Mr T was teaching them about how to defend themselves agaisnt dark magic.
"Listen up Fools, you all must learn how to defend yourselfs agaisnt the dark arts, otherwise you will be dead fools" he informed. Just then, Hermione cmae staggering in, obvioulsy pissed.
"You is late fool" Mr T barked. "Soz, I lost track of time" she slurred before slumping onto her seat next to Malfoy. " Give me dat booze snow hoe" He demanded . "Never, I conquer the booze, I CONQUER THE BOOZE" Hermione bellowed causing all the other students to turn around and give her odd looks. "SIT DOWN YOU FOOL" Mr T thundered. Hermione fainted onto the floor because she was very drunk.
"Meh, let's just leave her there until she comes round, damn fool".
Meanwhile, Lord Voldemort was in the dungeon selling pot to the Slytherins when Malfoy came along to buy some.
"Yo, Voldie man, wad up with yo?" Malfoy asked. "Nothing dawg, me iz sellin g dis pot, wanna buy some?". Malfoy nodded. "Gimmi some of dat stuff you white freak" he demanded. "Ok, here iz ya pot yo dipshit" Voldemort said, giving Malfoy the Pot.
"Thanks yo nigga" and he ran off. "Hey, I aint no nigga" Voldemort shouted.
"Harry, can I try some of that?" Ron asked. "Sure thind dawg" Harry replied, giving Ron his joint who puffed it. "Woah, this is good shit". Suddenly, A random Student came running up to them.
"You have got to come and see this, Dumbledore's selling weed to Gryffindors". Huge grins broaded across Harry and Ron's stoned faces. "Well, what are we wainting for, let's buy some of dat shit".
to be continued...