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SATURDAY, JUNE 8th
-*- BBQ Boys (and girls) -*-
james: guys this is tragic
sirius: what is
arthur: why is james upset?
ted: james whats wrong
frank: whats up
rodolphus: whats tragic?
fabian: ?
gidian: ??
fabian: ???
gidian: ????
fabian: ?????
frank: guys stop we get it your confused, dont make it a competition
james: thank you frank,
as i was saying,
it is tragic,
simply horrible,
sirius: my brother is pregnant again?
james: What? no? why would that be bad?
sirius: james your 37 and your oldest kid is 16, its high time you stopped having kids.
arthur: hes got a point
james: you cant talk, you have 7 kids i have 3
arthur: 7 kids in 6 years, when we were still in our 20's, my youngest is 14 yours is 6
james: and?
arthur, you have a 16 yo a 13 yo and a six yo, no one else here has a kid below 10
james: maia is an angel
arthur: ya but we don't need another baby in the group
james: whatever, this is not why i came here
frank: why did you come here?
james: Becaaaaaause, we havent had a bbq yet all summer
rodolphus: 7 break started like, a week ago
james: exactly, its already been a week and we haven't done a bbq, we're losing our touch
sirius: hes got a point usually we have one within the first like 3 days
james: THANK YOU
Xenophilis: id offer to host but we're redoing the pool
fabian: i am not letting victoria host a gathering, thats just asking for trouble
gidian: no one here wants caroline to do so either
lucius: narcissa is stressed enough
rodolphus: not it
ted: not it
evan: not it
sirius: no one wants you to be it evan, trust us
evan: HEY
mary: nope
marlene: hahahhaha.
no
frank: uh uh
arthur: not happening
sirius: guys relax i can host it
frank: hell no you aint
arthur: oh god please no
fabian: NO
gidian: NO
Xenophilius: please dont
evan: the Fuck you are black, potter you host it
james: um, okay
-*- Mother(s) Nature -*-
bellatrix: whose idiot decided to suggest a bbq
dorcas: fuck that who decided to make it a fucking pot luck
i have work, i dont have time to make food
reg: i run a fucking company, you can make one dish for the bbq
dorcas: you say that like you have to host
reg: 
narcissa: he does
dorcas: oh. sorry
bellatrix: lol sucker
reg: shut up
bellatrix: make me
regulus muted bellatrix for 10 minutes
narcissa: really
reg: she started it
andromeda: whatever, who started the bbq idea
reg: james
Molly: ugh
Dorcas: dang it
Lily: fuck
Andromeda: ...
Narcissa:...
Bellatrix:...
alice: reg
i love you
but your husband sucks
Victoria: agreed
Caroline: mmhm
Barty:oh definitly
Remus: yep
Pandora: its true
bellatrix: im killing your husband
reg: ill fire you
narcissa: fine
ILL kill your husband
reg: ill fire yours
narcissa: ...
bellatrix: ...
andromeda: dont look at me,
i dont want to kill him
reg: thank god
andromeda: i just want to give him a very thorough smack
reg: NO
no one is hurting my husband
narcissa: why
bellatrix: the
andromeda: fuck
remus: not
reg: remus he's your best friend
remus: doesn't mean i dont wanna kick his ass
you know how sirius is about cooking
which means im gonna have to come home and cook a dish after convincing him that his dish tastes so good i don't wanna share it
do you have any idea how hard that is
reg: you married my brother
clearly your taste is already horrible
you'll be fine
caroline: lol
victoria: lol
remus: you two cant talk your dating the twins
victoria: we didn't have kids with them did we
remus: no, you just let them help you raise your own kids
caroline: their endearing
reg: their idiots
alice: says you
reg: shut it you married frank after you swore you hated him for 6 years
alice; you married james after pretending to hate him for 8
reg: ya, but i was in a toxic home and scared of my feelings
you were just fucking stubborn
bellatrix: as entertaining as this is i need more details cause all rod said was that there was a bbq happening
reg: right, i was thinking 630 start
bellatrix: sure
Molly: okay
Dorcas: fine by me
Lily: ok
Andromeda: thats doable
Narcissa: sure
Alice: 
Victoria: good enough
Remus: k
Pandora: sure
Barty: k
Caroline: great
reg: who's bringing what, james is gonna wanna do burgers and hot dogs, so ill have him do corn on the cob, and of course a few pastrys and a strawberry shortcake salad.
bellatrix: ill bring potato salad
Molly: i was thinking lemon bars and maybe chocolate cake
Dorcas: ill bring actual salad
Lily: tuna salad
Andromeda: biscuits and butter
Narcissa: cupcakes, definitly cupcakes
Alice: fruit salad
Victoria: can i make fruit pizza
Remus: does assorted chips count?
Barty: ill bring big boy drinks
Pandora: and ill do everybody drinks
Caroline: cookies?
bellatrix: when is this again
regulus: i was thinking the 16th
caroline: that should be fine, we head up to the summer house tommorrow
reg: i think most of us do
narcissa: we'll be a bit late, ari has a dance recital on the tenth, but we leave the 11th so we should be fine
reg: all right, see yall up there