Previously on Not Another Albus Giant Squid parody.
Read the last chapter again you forgetful mongtard.
Ahem.
Chapter 4. Err...Right. What to put.
What has happened so far?
Goes back and Reads. Err…
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Sorry about this chapter, the last one and any future ones I write on this fic. This will not be spell checked or read through again. If you don't like it. Take a carrot and shove it.
Not Another Albus Giant Squid Parody
Not on the train. Wahey!
George groaned. "I wish I where-"
"-dead," interjected Fred.
George glared at his twin, though outwardly the exact double of Fred secretly George had hated his "lesser half" ever since he could remember, "I wish you'd-"
"-stop doing that." Grinned Fred.
OK, this was seriously getting lame already, to avoid looking at the gruesome halfwit George took in his surroundings. Grey was the main impression he got, in fact grey was the only colour he could see, and even Fred was a light grey.
'Shame, if he were the same colour as the background I might have been able to lose him.'
Some way off Crabbe and Goyle were hunched together peering at a piece of paper, occasionally they'd turn it over and their monkey faces would screw up in thought or was that constipation? Whatever it was had their full attention for which George was grateful.
"Where are-" Fred lumbered along in his wake, the fuckwad.
"-we." Small victories.
Now it was Fred's turn to glare at George. "I was going to say, 'Where are all the fluffy bunny rabbits', he snarled, "but-"
"-you've just ruined it now," Geroge replied lightly. "And no you weren't."
Death watched as they continued to squabble incessantly, normally one would have expected to pay for this sort of entertainment. Not that Death paid, he got free cable. The fucking cheapskate. Good thing to, with all the pornography he watched, the dirty bastard.
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
Crabbe looked at Goyle.
Goyle looked at Crabbe.
'P.T.O'
'P.T.O'
The note was beginning to get very worn.
Dumb and Dumber shook their heads sadly, apparently their lame ass movie counted for little in this shitty parody.
2 Chapters in 2 days.
Aren't we unlucky.