Ye flipping gods, I have got to stop doing these things.

You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart.

You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil.

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind.

Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
to achieve their ends.

Sort me!

This... was not a surprize at all.

Posted by Utopia at July 29, 2005 05:44 PM

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