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Sunday, August 26, 2012

I lorb...

HMMMMMMMMMMM. Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Yo quiero the aroma ob these shoes, man.


They speagh ob the worl' ou'side.

Thursday, August 23, 2012


An' the Wooman wondhairs porquewhy I laugh at hor, como Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaajajajajajaja.

Eed ees because she walghs lighe a crab. Yoomans. Nard preedy.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Dayeen, dayoud

I leeb weeth sorm control freaghs, man.

Permeession to ead my feesh, PLEEASE?!

Thursday, August 16, 2012


The Man brough' the Wooman presen's. I lorb presen's. Los papers - so eenterttseen', so makeen' rossle noises, so goo' por reepeen' y shreddeen'.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Geefts por a cad

My geefts. Whide peaches, peach yogut', Greenies. Feesh. 

The feathairs storffed weeth (ole', ole') cadneep wor berber' lame. Boreen'. Eef I wan' feathairs I weell cadge a peegeon.

Monday, August 6, 2012


Porquewhy ees eberytheen' arn thees terrace so forgheen' PEENK, y WET?!