Sormtimes the Wooman pushes me beyon' my leemeets.
Estorbo? she says, today.
Ye-e-e-e-s, I say?
I need you to put some peectures ob the dargs een Cape Town arn your blarg.
Oh. I say. Nice yoke.
No, reeally, she says. Teddy was ber' seeck an' I wan' to pose' a peecture ob heem.
So POSE' a picture ob heem, I say, you hab a blarg!
No, she says. I doan' do dargs arn my blarg.
You doan do dargs??? I doan do dargs!!! You pose' them!
No, she says, you hab' to.
Forghe, I say.
Wash your mouth oud cad, or I'll do eed por you.
I'd lighe to see you try, I say.
Estorbo, she says. Hab you realize' how beeg I yam an' how small you are?
Well, she says, theenk abou' eed.
Here are the damn dargs.
Ged well s-o-o-o-o-n, Teddy. (He ees the shor' fad one een the meedle.)
Thees was poseded onner duress.
I wan' to speak to my lawyer.