folly-of-arrogance said:
Scabs, is this random ass bottle of hangover potion your way of telling me I've got a drinking problem? Because if so, piss off you wanker, I didn't even drink last night. And NOO I will not tell you if I drank earlier in the day. Irrelevant rejoinder. James
besnatched answered you:
Are you trying to tell me you weren’t the one to send me owls waxing poetically about my biscuit? Atticus P.S.: You’re welcome. Next time I’m sending a Howler instead.
Scabs,
You've a lovely arse mate. Very firm. Having said that, I'm afraid not. In case you didn't get the invite yet, I'm getting married to a gorgeous ginger, your biscuit's all yours.
You have yourself a girlfriend then?
James
p.s. You wake me up with a howler and I'll make sure it's not Flitwick that gets shrunk this time.