I Feel 80% Of My Life Is

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts, Teach Us Something Please, Whether We Be Old And Bald, Or Young With Scabby Knees, Our Heads Could Do With Filling With Some Interesting Stuff, For Now They're Bare And Full Of Air, Dead Flies And Bits Of Fluff, So Teach Us Something Worth Knowing, Bring Us Back What We've Forgot, Just Do Your Best, We'll Do The Rest, And Learn Until Our Brains All Rot.

On Her Daughter, Jessica: Kids At Her School Will Sidle Up To Me And Say, Does Jessica Know What Happens In Book 4? Does Jessica Know The Title Of Book 4? And I Keep Saying, No! There Is No Point Kidnapping Her, Taking Her Around Back Of The Bike Shed, And Torturing Her For Information.

I Bet You’re Not Dangerous At All, Are You? Are You, You Great Ugly Brute?

Be Good Now, Potty...weasel King.

Those Who Choose Not To Empathize Enable Real Monsters, For Without Ever Committing An Act Of Outright Evil Ourselves We Collude With It Through Our Apathy.