Eef they deed nard geeb me these treads, I woul' be starbeen' righd now.
I weesh my frien's happy Chreestmas weeth peeace an' lorf. We are preeveelaged to hab Yoomans (sometimes, forgh...) to loogh afthair os. We mos loog afthair the Yoomans and animales weeth no one to lorf them, too.
An' thad ees the las' time you weell cadge me sayeen' sormtheen' meaneenful, OK? OK!