I didn't write this, I just thought it was really funny.
1. "What did I ever do to y..oh, nevermind."
2. "Oh, ha ha, আপনি got me!! Am I on Punk'd? Where's the camera guy, huh? Where!?"
3. "Wow, you're even dumber than আপনি look, and that's saying something. What kind of idiot tells their victim what they're about to do?! I'm ready for আপনি now!!" *Prepare yourself দ্বারা getting into various Matrix positions, beckon him with one finger*
4. "And she's all 'F.Y.I., he's so into me and not you.' and I'm all 'Yeah, right, whatever.' Oh, I'm sorry! Did আপনি say something?"
5. "Why do আপনি have to be so mean?!" *produce fake tears and throw a tantrum*
6. "Uh, I'm not here right now. Please leave a message after the beep. BEEEP!!!" *take off running*
7. *cackle with laughter* "You sound like a girl ! নমস্কার honey, come listen to this guy talk!"
8. "My dear snake-man, I must say your manners are quite poor. I have just the thing!" *put on record and sing along* 'Please - say - please - and - thank আপনি for saying thank you!'
9. "Are আপনি a joke? Clearly you're a joke!"
10. "I'm sensing some self-confidence problems. I hear they have an excellent psychiatric ward at St. Mungo's...and while you're there, maybe আপনি could have them do something about your nose."
11. "Oh yeah, and you've told Harry that how many times now? I'm soooooo scared!"
As I sit on the rough steps in this cold winters দিন waiting for my father to tell me to come inside. I know he will eventually but I want to stay alone, facing him time and time again is torture! Around me is the black mansion which is where I live in and surrounding it is snow and naked branches as the leaves has fallen out in comparison to its season. With a flick of my cold black wand a হৃদয় appears in the snow, I don’t care about the rules of magic anymore. Then the thought of her face appears in my head and affection rises in my chest, my eyes are feeling hot and my face is turning red. I feel a tear run down my face but it’s not cooling my face down in any way. With another flick of my wand the হৃদয় turns black and a crack through the middle breaks it apart and I’m running.
