Yesterday we introduced you to the world’s biggest Harry Potter fan, according to himself and the Internet, which is apparently all that matter. He was sort of attractive, in the way that I know I would have a crush on him in high school and wish he and his cape would ask me to prom.
But in truth, weren’t we much more like the world’s biggest Twilight fan?
No, no we were not. She is terrifying. Why does she want to be a propped-up cardboard cutout so badly?