My 9 year old brother started reading Harry Potter, and he asked me, so earnestly, “Were the Dursley’s mean to Harry when he was little?” I hadn’t thought much about it before, and he seemed so upset that I totally lied to that little kid. “NO! Of course they weren’t.”
But then I couldn’t get young Harry out of my head. There must have been a time before he was resigned to their neglect that he wanted their affection.
There will never be a time when I am not absolutely broken up over this.
if this isn’t the best thing you’ve seen all day then I don’t know what to tell you
I told you no running in my lobby.
"NO RUNNING IN MY PRISON CELL"
this is the 2nd time i’m reblogging this today because i laughed just as hard as i did the 1st time i saw it
I have just trademarked poop. You wanna take one? I’ll see you in court motherfucker
ill bring the basketball
Like hell u are
is there a 420 in pi
humanity has made great strides today