I carntinue to stordy how to coogh. Thees time, feesh.
An' also I yam sobyeghted to the Wooman, who geds orp my nose.
Then, the eenhumaneedy: I yam tortured weeth piece ob spaghetti:
How OLE' are theese people???
I yam so eerreetaded the Smoothman mos' geeb me the calmeen' Bolcan Greep. Eed maghes me relaghs.
So I read a leedle beet abou' the sea, too. Because eenside eed are feesh.