RIP drtoilette. We miss you.
Hello everyone who follows Toilet, this is her sister @captainofthenx02.
As many of you may know (if you follow me or any of our friends) Toilet passed away on November 18th, 2015. It was very peaceful at the Christie hospital in Manchester. She was with me and my mum, watching Red Dwarf.
I’m going to post her memorial picture on here. Then that will be the last post on this account. I’ll check it periodically for a while (I need to try and figure out her password) but this account will purely be a memorial for Toilet.
Thanks to all of you who became her friend, if you want to ask anything more, hit me up on the above account and I’ll be happy to talk.
Shin xx
↳ Deathly Hallow Part 1- Dudley and Harry
Imagine Hamlet, but instead of Hamlet, it’s Gilderoy Lockhart
Act V, Scene I:
Laertes: Lay her i’ the earth./And from her fair and unpolluted flesh/May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest,/A minist’ring angel shall my sister be/When thou list howling.
Gilderoy: Ah! Thought so! So unlucky I wasn’t there. I knew exactly the counter-curse that could have spared her!
Act I, Scene V:
Marcellus: How is’t, my noble lord?
Horatio: What news, my lord?
Gilderoy: Spooky how the time flies when you’re having fun!
Act V, Scene I:
(He leaps into the grave) It’s really quite filthy down here.
Act V, Scene II:
(Gilderoy telling story of how he was kidnapped by pirates)
Horatio: Is’t possible?
Gilderoy: My dear boy, do use your common sense! My books wouldn’t have sold half as well if people didn’t think I’d done all those things!
Act V, Scene II:
(Laertes dies) Ah… yes, well, that can sometimes happen. Um, but, uh,the point is, uh, you can no longer feel any pain.
You’ve heard of Grand Theft Auto, now get ready for
stealy wheely automobiley
Hey heard you had a bone marrow transplant today. I just wanted to meander in and tell you that I hope your okay and that everything went well. ☺️
I did thank you. It seems to have gone relatively well. Thanks for the support
So I just remembered this from Goblet of Fire:
“Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.”
I reckon this means that the founders are from England, Scotland, Wales and Ireland respectively, and so they are literally bringing wizards and witches from all over Great Britain. Also, their colours are the colours associated with each country; red for England, blue for Scotland, yellow for Wales and green for Ireland.
I love this world so so much.
NO WONDER GRYFFINDOR AND SLYTHERIN HATE EACH OTHER




