April 2012
Deducing in the TARDIS at Hogwarts: VOTE VOTE VOTE!!! #VoteSherlock4BAFTA →
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Oh fuck it. You didnt know this from me.To vote outside UK, go to http://www.docoja.com/blue/ , put in http://www.youtube.com/user/Baftaonline/bafta and cast your vote!
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What is your Hunger Name? →
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I am GERANIUM LABRADEEN, and I was killed by an ironic situation used to point out my character flaws established earlier in the book.
I am GERMANDER HAWKSMORE. I had the honour of being the District 8 tribute in the 25th Hunger Games. I was killed by tripping on a branch and falling on my own sword.
I am TABLE LAGGERDEEN. I had the honour of being a District 11 tribute in the 36th Hunger Games. I was killed by falling out of a tree.
I’m Whip Goldendod Ihad the honor of being a District 4 tribute in the 21st Hunger Games! … You were killed by an arrow in the knee.
I’m Bristel Crabapple. I had the honor of being a District 10 tribute in the 35th Hunger Games! …. I was killed by a wasp sting.
I am Lydia Picklewood
I had the honor of being a District 3 tribute in the 3rd Hunger Games!
I was killed by falling out of a tree onto a bear.
I am Grackle Hawksmoor
I had the honor of being a District 7 tribute in the 48th Hunger Games!
I was killed by drowning.
Table Mask; killed by food poisoning. Dicks.
Your name is Myrtle Thistledeen
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 9 tribute in the 10th Hunger Games!
You were killed by mysterious causes.
I am KRUMPET BRAMBLEDEEN
I’m a District 7 tribute in the 34th Games
and apparently I’m killed by “a literal manifestation of teenage angst”
Caraway Santolina
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 2 tribute in the 36th Hunger Games!
You were killed by jumping over a landmine and landing on a bear.
Aimee Cropperdoodle
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 6 tribute in the 74th Hunger Games!
You were killed by trying to freeze a moment right now and live in it forever.Rooba Codswaddle
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 11 tribute in the 48th Hunger Games!
You were killed by a large icicle.
(Sad thing is, the icicle probably fell on me at the cornucopia before anyone even had a chance to kill me. I am why district 11 can’t have nice things.
Regret Copperwood
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 12 tribute in the 50th Hunger Games!
You were killed by an arrow in the belly button.
Skeeter Amberdeen
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 11 tribute in the 7th Hunger Games!
You were killed by an ironic situation used to point out your character flaws established earlier in the book.
Chamomile Cropperdoodle.
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 7 tribute in the 3rd Hunger Games!
You were killed by drowning in your own vomit.
Well, given that I’m a big fan of classic rock and Restoration rakes, I can’t say I’m surprised by that cause of death.
Your name is Moss Babyshaker
Congratulations! You had the honor of being a District 6 tribute in the 1st Hunger Games!
You were killed by having skull bashed with large rock.
Skeeter Thistledeen Congratulations!
You had the honor of being a District 5 tribute in the 11th Hunger Games!
You were killed by an arrow in the heart.
For the confusèd among you.
- Old English (Anglo-Saxon): Eft he axode, hu ðære ðeode nama wære þe hi of comon. Him wæs geandwyrd, þæt hi Angle genemnode wæron. Þa cwæð he, "Rihtlice hi sind Angle gehatene, for ðan ðe hi engla wlite habbað, and swilcum gedafenað þæt hi on heofonum engla geferan beon."
- Middle English: In þat lond ben trees þat beren wolle, as þogh it were of scheep; whereof men maken clothes, and all þing þat may ben made of wolle. In þat contree ben many ipotaynes, þat dwellen som tyme in the water, and somtyme on the lond: and þei ben half man and half hors, as I haue seyd before; and þei eten men, whan þei may take hem.
- Early Modern English: But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love!
- Modern English: Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.
- Pointless dribble: Omg, lol, def totes ridic, c u ltr
if i had a kettle in my bedroom i would probably never leave
