you know what i realised today, when i was lying in bed and reached for something to look at and the first thing my hand came across was the second harry potter book?
voldemort.
is 66.
thats right. the snake-face freako guy who we're all supposed to be terrified of is practically old enough to be my great grandfather.
no wonder hes so crusty.
well how am i supposed to take the book seriously now! how can i, when the guy who is supposed to strike fear in all our hearts IS AN OLD PERSON?????
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