Arithmacy

Another bad one. We guess it could be R, It is pretty bad. R&R



My Beloved Padfoot,

Mr. Moony would like to ask Mr. Padfoot if he would ask Miss Angela Princeton if she is at all intrested in Mr. Moony.

My Dearest Moony,

Mr. Padfoot would like to say: Ask her yourself.

My Beloved Padfoot,

Mr. Moony would, but he is somewhat, er, afraid.

My Dearest Moony,

Afraid?! Mr. Moony?! My mind hardly dares to think it.

My Dearest Padfoot,

Well, tell your mind to think it, because Mr. Moony sorely needs Mr. Padfoot's help.

Mr. Padfoot would like to help, if Mr. Moony will admit to the fact that he has naughty magazines under his bed. And while your doing that, answer this question: Why have you never shared them with Mr. Padfoot, he would thouroghly enjoy that.

My Beloved Padfoot,

Mr Padfoot has nothing of the such under his bed, and would like to say that even if he did he would never share them with Mr. Padfoot anyway.

My Dearest Moony,

Oh Yeah?

My Beloved Padfoot,

Yeah!

My Dearest Moony,

Bring it on!

My Dearest Padfoot,

Oh Yeah/ Well Maybe I will, you kiss-ass mama's boy.

My Dearest Moony,

Why don't you get over yourself, and get your head out of your ass and smell the roses, you fag ass fool! You wouldn't have a chance with Angela even if you grew a second dick!

My Beloved Padfoot,

Mr. Moony would like to state that he is, in fact, very insulted. You dick head butt-sniffer!

My Dearest Moony,

So, what's for lunch?

My Beloved Padfoot,

No clue. Let's go, class is about over.

My Dearest Moony,

Okay, Mr. Padfoot was merely joking with Mr. Moony.

My Beloved Padfoot,

Certanly understandable.