Harry Potter final paragraph

wave, Harry, wave. You're doomed anyway

Here it is, folks: the penultimate paragraph in the most hotly-anticipated book of all time. I stole it from Gawker, and have secreted it over the jump so as to preserve the innocence of any innocents who happen to stumble across the demented galaxy which is the ol’ raincoaster blog.

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donuts across the ocean

It’s sweet, don’t you think! Can’t we all just get along?

Homer Simpson and the Cerne Abbas Giant animated

from b3ta passed along by azahar

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Homer Simpson! What are you DOING with that donut?

Homer Simpson and the Cerne Abbas Giant

And, really, shouldn’t it be spelled “doughnut” if only for old-time’s sake? He’s an old-fashioned boy at heart, ya know.

Looks to me like ol’ Homer here is simply taking advantage of the “Special Relationship” to coax the Cerne Abbas Giant into a friendly game of ring toss. You’ll notice that Homer is proudly wearing tighty whities, while his British counterpart goes sternly commando. This is traditional with what’s known in a certain crowd as “Special Relationship Games:” the Yanks just do it to the Brits over and over and the Brits just take it. Just be glad it’s not lawn darts they’re playing.

According to the Sun, Limey pagans are threatening to perform terrifyingly effective rain dances that will wash away every trace of the offending Yank. Oh, that’ll teach ’em! A bunch of loopy New Ageists holding hands and pretending to be Lakota Sioux.

I have a feeling this is Churchill‘s fault, but I’m gonna blame Thatcher anyway on general principles.

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welcome back, Potter

The sad tale of Harry Potter‘s pathetic adulthood of relentless, asexual underachievement. From the television series spun off from the movie based on the top-secret Eighth Harry Potter Book!!!! Oh, my life’s not worth a plugged nickel after releasing this to the public: that agent is going to kill me! Still, something about it is vaguely familiar.

stolen from Defamer
Sorry about the laugh track; it was the Seventies!

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in Socialist Canuckistan, gravy beats YOU!

Canadian Flour Well, I knew this about Canadian beer, but never about Canadian flour.

Apparently, our four is so strong it comes with a warning. This brings up several questions:

  • Should pregnant women can our cookies?
  • Should those about to operate heavy machinery dump our dumplings?
  • Should drivers spurn our scones?
  • Should you be 18 or over and able to produce ID before enjoying the sublime pleasure of snarfing our cupcakes?

Or, much as our booze cautions apply largely to American tourists, do these warnings only apply to the British?

The scientific background, from inkycircus:

see the flour milled from wheat grown here in the UK is weak, meaning it is low in the protein gluten… all in all, lots of gluten makes for a good loaf. and the wheat comin’ outta the canadian breadbasket (our prairie provinces of Alberta, Saskatchewan and Manitoba) is STRONG.

Strong like tractor!

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