Well, I hate roller-coasters. Anything that makes my heart beat that fast causes an instant panic attack. Poor paranoid pussy me. However, I have done LSD on numerous occasions and that should constitute as a thrill ride. Trust me on this one.
When I first became a Witch, I was like, sod being different, I just want to ride on a broom. That would be a thrill ride: 1. You're fucking flying on a broom. 2. Everyone can look up your skirt.
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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