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Wednesday, August 29, 2007


Whad ees thees sheet? the Wooman puts thees ober hor when she sleeps weeth the door to the terrazza open, because whad annoys hor are the small theengs wheech fly and go eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Now they go eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee bod they cannard go een. So they bide me. I yam scratcheen' all day.
Monday she deesappears to Afreeca. Thank Gard. She ees boreen'. Now I can ged some poossies from 1-800-Pooss-E an' we can play. They weel breen' peecneecs por me, with sardines and onpasteurize' meelk. I lighe to leeb arn the edge.
Fors' ees comeen' Constanza to feed me. Then ees comeen' Natalie. Then Constanza. Then Natalie. Then Paulito mobes een por one weegh. Esshausteen'.
I mail my brorders some drorgs, OK? Wadge oud por the sneeffer dargs.


  1. "Now they go eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee bod they cannard go een."

    Estorbo, you crack me up!!! ;-)))

  2. I yam a fonny cad,' eetchy.