There was a beautiful moth in my apartment. We very quickly became friends. Oh how we played! The joy! But then it spurned me. Insulted me. I threw it out into the hallway. It rammed itself into my door over and over, begging for my forgiveness. I fell asleep on the floor
Gen Z coworker: did you see that clip of Pink Pantheress on the red carpet?
Me: No. Have you seen the clip of him trying to pronounce โhamburgerโ lol
If magic was real, Harry Potter, and all of his magical friends, would be systematically bred on farms by the united states government , and hooked up to milking machines