Walking....J.K. Rowling
They both have a hated governor.
Walked into a door. Later, another shiner More doors *nods* One does not simply walk into more doors.
A skunk rolling down a hill with a pickle in its mouth.
It ran out of juice. I shall take my leave now.
Cast Fetus Deletus.
Post on Sundays.
You're a lizard Harry!
Because he's got no arms.
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