phfa sent me a video thingy that she said I should watch. Apparently it had some ghostish thing on it and I'd have to watch closly to see it and turn the volume right up and I might be able to hear the interferance. So I downloaded it and dragged my mum in to watch it as well. So there I am, watching veeeery closly, eyes narrowed and peering at the screen, and suddenly A ZOMBIE JUMPS RIGHT OUT SCREAMING! Waa. I screamed and almost fell off my chair. My mother giggled. A zombie! You should have seen my hands shaking! I could barely turn it off! So:
It is so many levels of wrong to send a zombie thing to someone who has a ridiculously large fear of zombies. And after contemplating the idea of cutting off all your hair while you slept, I instead didn't post your chocolate yet. Suffer my revenge, wench.
Your Slytherin Who Had A Heart Attack.
I know I had something else to write here, but I've forgotten. So instead I'll go upload X-Men icons.