Suddenly there's a bunch of creepy, moving, wet things.
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And the lights start flickering.
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You know, when there's a a bunch of creepy, moving, wet things and the lights start flickering... I usually run before the forces of evil can kill me.
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But not our Harry.
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Who decides to just sit there and get eaten by the evil and badly computer generated dog of doom.
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But there's a sexy wind which blows around his sexy hair, so it's alright.
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Harry forgets he's a wizard and decides to just play fetch with his wand, hoping to distract the dog.
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And then gets run over.
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I'm a bad driver, but I'm not that bad.
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And again with the plots I enjoy. So much. So very much.
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Oh God Damn!!
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Ewww. Just... damn! Clearasil can be your friend, man. I wouldn't let that guy touch anything of mine. Seriously. Not without one of those bioterror gas suits.
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Hmm. A Chandelier. That's not inappropriate or anything.
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Oh yeah. I'm sure Grampa Moses here passed all his driving exams. Sure. Totally safe.
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AHHH! Jesus! What the hell?! Yeah, that ain't right.
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