
My friend put my school email into Mystery Google, saying to email it for a secret mission. I replied saying “a messenger pigeon’s on its way. Eat the message and pigeon after reading.”
They replied saying “No, not speckled Jim!”
I replied with “Yes, it’s a necessary sacrifice.”
This morning, I got called to the year office, to be handed an envelope, addressed to ‘Luke O’Donnell, The Priory Academy LSST, etc’ full of feathers with a note saying “Speckled Jim’s remains.” They’d obviously got the school’s name and address by looking up our website, from my email address.
It made my day.
lighthousestairs:strawberryfarms:songwithoutachorus:hanniballecter:callerfifteen:
nicelyevil:kateglenister:cutthestrings:amiedakota:palomaaarawr:
switchbladesmile:jetpacksjumpingjacks:miscilaineyous13:(via burstingwithflavor)<333
omg.
LOL I WAS WAITING FOR THIS
:’D
LMAO best thing ever.
Doth what she hath said
It’s such an irritating, whiny song. To quote my mum; “It sounds like a mosquito stuck in a jar.”
one of the Weasley twins lives above Spa in Lincoln :’)
I knew one of them went to uni in Lincoln cause he’s friends with my friend’s brother, but I didn’t know where he lived.
I want to bump into him one day in town.
:O
My brother knows their stunt doubles
I keep thinking it’s like 8 PM, when it’s not even 5 yet.
I think it’s because it’s dark outside…
I regret not going to Lostprophets last night. I didn’t think it was worth it. By the looks of it, it was. Oh well!