"Don't skim my entries ever again, bitch!"

Kidding. KIDDING. *dashes away like Luna on crack*

Actually, I laughed so hard when I thought I might have corrupted someone's mind with those two. Vomit, gag me with a spoon, die, Dolores, diediedie.

Mr. Garrison: You go to Hell! You go to Hell and you DIE!

Umbridge: Five points from Hufflepuff. I'm reporting you.

Mr. Garison: Mr. Hat says I'm a teacher, and if you don't shove your mouth up your butt soon, he's going to take you to town, bitch.

Umbridge: ...And fifty points for foul language.

Mr. Garrison: Damnit!