Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters.
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Know Your Potters
"Know your Potter's… Know your Potter's... Know Your Potter's" The narrator introduced.
"Voldemort… he's crazy." the narrator said
"What are you talking about!" Voldemort asked.
"He also has a photo of Angelina Jolie next to his bed."
"WHAT!" Voldemort asked.
"You like to kiss her big fat photo lips." the narrator said gigingling.
"WHAT THE FREAKIN' HECK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOU LITTLE #$Y& $$$ AND COULDN'T FORGET A #$$$$$" Voldemort asked angrily, and the sound more angrily by the second
"You should do yoga." the narrator said mockingly
"WHAT THE #(! ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!" Vooldemort asked.
"You got a envelope from Angelina Jolie." the narrator said
"HUH? Where?" Voldemort asked excitingly.
Voldemort looked around the stage stupidly, looking for a letter from Angelina Jolie.
"Just kidding." the narrator said.
"You're a cruel person, even on my standards." Voldemort said
"Voldemort… he's scared of stuffed animals." the narrator said
"HUH? How did you find that out! I mean… what the freakin' heck are you talkin' about?" Voldemort asked
"Voldemort… he has a crush on his cow." the narrator said
"WHAT THE FREAKIN" HECK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!"
Wormtail walked on to the stage, shocked.
"Is this true?" Wormtail asked
"Heck, no, this man's a filthy cold-hearted liar who's selfish, stupid and moronic at the same time!" Voldemort said with a wicked grin on his face.
"You mean like you?" Wormtail asked.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!"
Voldemort asked angrily
"Huh, oh, nothing." Wormtail said
"OH YOU SAID SOMTHIN'!" Voldemort said angrily, again.
"No boss, it was nothin'…" Wormtail said worryingly.
"OH, SHUT UP, AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Voldemort sat back in his seat.
"OK, let's try that again, but with no insults!" Voldemort said.
"Whatever. Voldemort… he also has a crush on Meryll Streep." The narrator said
"WHAT THE HECK!" Voldemort screamed
"You saw Kramer vs. Kramer a billion times."
"NO I DIDN'T!"
"What makes me so sure?" The narrator mocked.
"Because I said so!" Voldemort shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Voldemort… he's a big fat jerk." The narrator said.
"I AM SO NOT!"
"You so are."
"Voldemort… his skin isn't really gray, and his eyes aren't red and scary looking, he had plastic surgery."
"WHAT!" Voldemort shouted as loud as he can.
"Voldemort… he's scared of puppy's."
"WHAT THE FREAKIN' HECK!"
"The cuter the scarier."
"WHAT!"
"Voldemort... he's loves to put his feet in pickle juice."
"THAT'S DISGUSTING!" Voldemort said angrily "WHO WOULD DO THAT?"
"You."
"Know you know… Voldemort… who's crazy… has a crush on Angelina Jolie and Meryll Streep and his cow… also scared of stuffed animals and puppys… who's a big fat jerk and puts his feet in pickle juice."
"THEY DON'T KNOW A DANG THING ABOUT ME! YOU HEAR THEY KNOW NADA ABOUT ME, NOTHING, NADA!"
This is Know Your Potters singing off.