Purely in the interests of science, I have replaced the word "wand" with "wang" in the Harry Potter Books just to see what would come up...


"Why aren't you supposed to do magic?" asked Harry.
"Oh, well -- I was at Hogwarts meself but I -- er -- got expelled, ter tell yeh the truth. In me third year. They snapped me wang in half an' everything
A magic wang... this was what Harry had been really looking forward to.

"Yes, yes. I thought I'd be seeing you soon. Harry Potter." It wasn't a question. "You have your mother's eyes. It seems only yesterday she was in here herself, buying her first wang. Ten and a quarter inches long, swishy, made of willow. Nice wang for charm work."
"Your father, on the other hand, favored a mahogany wang. Eleven inches. "

Harry took the wang. He felt a sudden warmth in his fingers. He raised the wang above his head, brought it swishing down through the dusty air and a stream of red and gold sparks shot from the end like a firework, throwing dancing spots of light on to the walls
"Oh, move over," Hermione snarled. She grabbed Harry's wang, tapped the lock, and whispered, 'Alohomora!"

The troll couldn't feel Harry hanging there, but even a troll will notice if you stick a long bit of wood up its nose, and Harry's wang had still been in his hand when he'd jumped - it had gone straight up one of the troll's nostrils.
He bent down and pulled his wang out of the troll's nose. It was covered in what looked like lumpy gray glue.

He ran onto the field as you fell, waved his wang, and you sort of slowed down before you hit the ground. Then he whirled his wang at the dementors. Shot silver stuff at them.

"Yes," Harry said, gripping his wang very tightly, and moving into the middle of the deserted classroom. He tried to keep his mind on flying, but something else kept intruding.... Any second now, he might hear his mother again... but he shouldn't think that, or he would hear her again, and he didn't want to... or did he?


Something silver-white, something enormous, erupted from the end of his wang

Then, with a sigh, he raised his wang and prodded the silvery substance with its tip.

'Get - off - me!' Harry gasped. For a few seconds they struggled, Harry pulling at his uncles sausage-like fingers with his left hand, his right maintaining a firm grip on his raised wang.


This is too f***in funny guys... i might go on later, but damn.... this is sick

*COUGH*www.bash.org*COUGH*

yep. Only i intend to finish the book.. mwahahahha

I just hope you can somehow get a text file of it so you can just use Search and Change word.

Or else you will become a very dull person.

Hehehehe... That's great... :P

/me thinks SL's comment to be hilarious... then again, that might be due to lack of sleep and overly much computer usage

Hmmm, yup must be the lack of sleep.

deffinently gotta get the text file of it.. usualy there is a place on Hotline with tons and tons of books i hit up... i might find it there

/me randomly yells "HLsuxx" at thread viewers
seriously. sam, you use hotline? you gotta be kidding! carracho is the place to be, man!

They both have their ups and downs. hell, i almost quit using hotline for quite a while anyways. I never use carracho these days.. It's turning into hotline. Upload or f*** you. give me money or f*** you. I dont go for that. I was told of a much, much better P2P program. No need to upload, just have stuff to offer for D/L if people want it.

That's is so funny, yea kinda creapy how it works out.

Bad Macguy! My happy place is dead! You killed it! I'm never going to be able to like Harry Potter again. Did you have to bump this?

Oo, and there's a new book coming out soon, more hunting grounds, I do say.

Bad, bad, BAD macguy. Let dead dogs decompose.

... Urza reads Harry Potter?

I'm never going to let him sleep now that I know this.

macguy, you've gotta get your head out of the forums, man. Lives are like, cool, ya know. Or something like that.