So, apparently Victoria is one of the Seven Portals of Hell. My friend told me this. She didn't mean to, she knows that I fall into the 1% of this category:
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| Except that I call someone first, and tell them to be quiet while I crawl. That way, if something happens, someone knows. |
But I came out of the bathroom at the wrong time and overheard. Obviously, the first question you might ask is 'How does one become a portal to hell?'. Indeed. Is there a selection committee? Like the IOC? Is there lobbying? And backroom deals and bribery like FIFA? Were Wills and Beckham horribly disappointed that England didn't win (I actually don't know that. I don't know the other 6 portals. I did no research)?. And why only seven portals? Do they keep the number low so as to appear exclusive? I was pretty sure that just about everything would get you into Hell these days.
Anyways, so clearly Victoria was, like, the worst place for someone of my low-calibre bravery to move to. I am going to stop writing about it now because I feel it could be like Lord Voldemort. If you say it out loud you might attract too much attention. Stop thinking about it now. Stop it.
In other news I am re-watching the Harry Potters. Because my book-to-do-list is too long to reread them.
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