A/N: I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts...deedily dee...there they are a standing in a row...bum bum bum....big ones, small ones, some as big as your head...
Ficlet Seventy-Three: The Author Even Has No Words To Describe This One???
"What a dark and seemingly gloomy day it is outside," Ron said glancing out the window. "The weather....it's a beautiful thing....tis like the moon....inconstant....ever changing....just like my mood...."
"What's wrong, Ron?" Hermione asked noticing his odd way of speaking.
"What's wrong with the world today? When a boy can't even walk his pet armadillo down the street without the chance of being raped or convinced to buy some cheap crap from a street vendor?....the answer is simple...pancaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake!"
"Ron..." Hermione said moving closer to him cautiously. "What are you talking about?"
"I shall forever live off of the delectable cakes of the pan!" Ron said jumping out of his seat.
"My squishy center weeps," Hermione replied.
"If my toes were made of broccoli I would rule the world!"
Ficlet Seventy-Four: Outfit?
Harry was spending his summer at the burrow. Ron and he were playing a game of wizard's chess when an owl dove into the room and slammed into the side of Harry's head.
"Ow! Muthaf!" Harry rubbed his head while Ron removed the note from the owls leg and began reading it.
"Oh great merciful crap-shit!!!" Ron shouted. "Hermione is coming for a visit!! She'll be here in an hour!! Come, Harry! I must pick out an outfit!"
Harry stared at Ron blankly.
"I want my outfit to say 'look but don't touch'," Ron continued, "but also 'touch when I'm not looking'....yes!"
Harry stared at Ron blankly.
Ficlet Seventy-Five: Swamp Monster?
Fred and George enlisted the help of Seamus on their latest prank. They had set up extendable ears in Snape's chambers and were hiding in the hallway, spying.
"So..." Seamus said, "how long we gonna stay out here?"
"Shhh!" Fred hissed slapping a hand on his mouth.
"Yes," George added in a whisper. "Stay quiet or the scary swamp monster will come make you ugly and everyone will hate you."
"I'll use my inside voice then," Seamus whispered.
A/N: I'm watching that show "Lost" on ABC....they shot a polar bear....what the feck is a polar bear doing on a tropical island?? hahaha