Well, I'm liking where this thread is going so far.  8)

Seriously, Danya's boobs are pretty special. They have a life of their own!

*snickers*

 

All bow down to the power of Danya's bosom, that she may kill you with mercy!

next topic please  :P ;D

The Head of Hufflepuff also has a remarkable bosom!

Here is the main reason Hufflepuff will not win, they are too busy chanting:

 

Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger,

 

MUSHROOM! MUSHROOM!

 

Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger,

Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger,

 

MUSHROOM! MUSHROOM!

 

Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger, Badger,

 

MUSHROOM! MUSHROOM!

 

You're not very good at changing topic, are you?

lol, I haven't heard the Badger thing in quite awhile...

 

I the "Potter, Potter, Potter" one is more apt in this situation ;)

Here is the main reason Hufflepuff will not win, they are too busy chanting:

 

 

 

The Ravenclaws are too busy eating corndogs and butter to play any of the games.

you're just jealous that the Ravenclaws are eating tasty snacks while you have to bob up and down looking for mushrooms.

At least Hufflepuffs don't eat half a watermelon by themselves, then complain about sore tummies.

you're just jealous that I ate all that watermelon

 

No, not really. I'm sort of sick of watermelon.

I'm sick of you goodie's trying to be like us Slytherins.  It's pathetic, sad, and down right hillarious.

 

Time to face facts.  You can't win.

 

*dips them all in marmalade and flushes them down the toilet*

For Slytherin!

 

 

Here’s a verse I wrote for Hufflepuff . . . As you read this, keep in mind that my kids call a “fart” a “fluff” . . .

 

Hufflepuffs fluff,

They pass such gas,

They’ll knock you over on your @$$.

At Hufflepuff you better not scoff,

Our farts will burn your eyebrows off!

 

 

With Love from Lor!

 

:o

*gasps in horror at D's waste of perfectly good marmalade*

 

Mwahahahaha!  Now you see what you're up against!  Pure Evil, babe! 

*is offically in love with Lor*

I already was surprised Hufflepuff kept up so good with us...

You shouldn't be. We badgers are pretty hard core.

 

are those rabits?

Badgers, my dear boy. Badgers.

if you wanna know why the slytherin rocks, jsut look at my avatar *nods*