Total arnslaught. The Wooman said my fleas had to go. She said, como the Cheemp een Chief, thad they wor manufaghtureen' nu-cuclear warheads an' chemical weapons een their factories, an' thad I migh' essplode ad any time...So een order to proteght hor domesteec eenterests she carpet-barmbed my negh weeth deesgosteen' storf. The bonkers ob the fleas hab been bosted, she says. Eben she, weeth so few feeleen's, feld bad. Now my neck looghs lighe Alaska after a dronk sheeps captain has been there... eed ees hard to leeck bod I try then she say, NO Estorbo, you weel ged seeck.
Thees was after she pood eed arn. Then she gabe me pelleds to maghe me forghed. Bod I remembered. She feel so bad she lairds me ged arn the table arn a kikhoi to sleep.
Between the queences an' the flowers frarm the larng Frenchie...