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[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[there is a puff of smoke as Wolfwood appears, looking like he's been through a war or five. There is a strange looking book latched onto his arm and he's got a few burn marks on his face, and his clothing]

Goddammit! Th' whole place is tryin' t' kill me!

[he grabs the book and yanks it off and tries to smack it into the ground]

Fuckin' book! Stay dead!

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[dwellonschemes.livejournal.com]

Oh, dear. [That would be his cue! Albus recognizes that book. He whips out his wand and points it at the book. A jet of light shoots out and hits it, paralyzing it. He calmly picks it up and starts running his fingers down the spine.] I apologize for that. I had forgotten how dangerous some of those books can be.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[cue Wolfwood to fall over from exhaustion] Th' fuck is that thing?! It ain't no fuckin' book on jokes!

[dwellonschemes.livejournal.com]

Indeed, not. It is called the Monster Book of Monsters. I daresay you can see why.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

There was a whole box o' 'em in the bookstore before the flames hit.