the joke lives on

There are so many things to appreciate about this scene.

a) Ron and Harry having brotp moments (”do your fly by hand” hilarious!)

b) “Unwrap it up here, it’s not for my mother’s eyes”: Ron, could you be more adorable?

c) Ron is giving this book to Harry even though he knows that it will more than likely be used in reference to Ginny (so much for crazy, overprotective big brother Ron!)

d) This basically explodes the notion of Ron being suave and sexually experienced. The poor guy is obviously clueless.

e) It reinforces the idea that he wanted to get rid of Lavender, but was too inexperienced to know how.

f) “I would’ve known how to get going with…” (Even Harry knows who that ellipses belongs to!)

g) The greatest “wand innuendo” in the entire series!! The joke works on so many levels…first you get the picture of poor Ron trying to cast a complicated charm and not quite getting the wand movements correct (flick and swish), and then you get the notion that, despite what most 17 year old boys think, you have to have more than good “wand work” to satisfy a woman.

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While everyone is talking about how amazing Dav Pilkey is for featuring gay characters and characters with ADHD in Captain Underpants, I’d also like to point to this video he made for Banned Books Week. In it, he talks about how just because others might not like something or find something offensive, doesn’t mean they should attempt to prevent everyone else around them from liking and enjoying it! Powerful stuff from a guy who writes poop jokes for a living!

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.