Alright. Well, this is a thing that's happening. It's getting chilly and I'm out in the woods. I think I'm coming up on a building but I could be wrong. No signs of life and only a whimsical squeaky hamburger to keep me company.
Squeak squeak, motherfucker.I feel like I should be writing my will, just in case. Everything neat goes to Lily. Everything else goes to mum and dad. Albus can eat a bag of dicks. As witnessed and notarized by me and this tree stump I'm sitting on.
Alright, break over. Time to walk again.
[ooc: Sample handwriting]