But anticipated. “I suppose you might just find one or two people stupid enough to agree with your faggot son’s version of events. However, I woul... point out to you that about half the parents of pupils at that school work in my businesses and probably another third rely on my business activity for their livelihood.” He was calm as a snake. Even my dad did business dealings with Mr. Rooney. I knew this had been a mistake. Mr. Rooney had been baiting dad by calling me a faggot, just like his. Withtheir forced rowdy exuberance and their chalky wasted flesh they couldhave been as old as fifty or still in their thirties. Like they'd decidedto skip adulthood and go straight from being teenagers to some weirdstate of living mummificationI didn't think they were truly dangerous. They didn't seem motivatedenough to do more than the occasional sick practical joke. But never oncedid they see me go by without shouting something. Explaining why I wasn'ta "faggit" per se would be on the order. "FUCK ME HARD RON PLEASE I LIKE IT ROUGH" He yelled his command.Seamus thought of his first partner with little regret he fucker would get off quickly then run off without returning the favor.His first partner Cormack was caught tiring to rape Luna Loovegoodlast nite and he lost his wand and admitted to paying several Ravenclaws to lock her out. Professor Flitwick was enraged never before had he been forced to expel even one of his students but Meretta Edge comb,Stephen Carrow, Danielle Rook. And so, he did what he thought the right thing and plied her (and himself) with Champagne and other liquors. Eventually they fell off into a drunken slumber, and failed to do what they had promised Bernie they would do enroute, join the Mile High club.The honeymooning couple stayed at the Villa Modigliani, a delightful hotel situated in the heart of Paris' Montparnasse district. Joe's father had told him that it was the perfect spot from which to explore the magnificent city of Lights; however.