So, what do we have for the mice today? Is that an execrable attempt at a Sorting song? Why yes, it is. Obsessively long and boring description of someone’s clothes, together with strawberry fetish? Bien sur. Pansy-bashing? Inability to use simple punctuation? Total ignorance of the habits of trains? All here. (Our first author has a particular gift for purple prose and malapropisms; I think I’ll call them “malapurplisms” from now on.)
Oh, and get this: “Purious DNA Revealo”. WORST. SPELL. EVER.
Best New Word: “Sto", as in, "to put a loving relationship to a sto". What can it mean? Do we care?( Albus stood at the foot of his bed, looking as omnipresent as ever.Collapse )