Hmm. A pair of lovely underwear just landed next to me. I think they might be yours?
I'm impressed, I think. Self-propelled Transatlantic underwear crossings are so rare. Last time I think it happened was when I first read "As the Hand the Glove" and my fav pair ended up somewhere in Slovakia. You must *really* like Lupin's forearms. (Or was it the adverbs that did it?) Regardless, thank goodness JKR didn't go into a description of Remus' trousers at that moment or who knows where your pants would have landed? I'm guessing atop one of those Easter Island head statues, which, incidentally, I've always wanted to visit. I should've tried to hitch a ride...
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Date: 2013-06-04 10:12 pm (UTC)I'm impressed, I think. Self-propelled Transatlantic underwear crossings are so rare. Last time I think it happened was when I first read "As the Hand the Glove" and my fav pair ended up somewhere in Slovakia. You must *really* like Lupin's forearms. (Or was it the adverbs that did it?) Regardless, thank goodness JKR didn't go into a description of Remus' trousers at that moment or who knows where your pants would have landed? I'm guessing atop one of those Easter Island head statues, which, incidentally, I've always wanted to visit. I should've tried to hitch a ride...
I swear I'm not drunk.