blank'/> The Libe ob Don Estorbo de la Bodega Dominicana: June 2014

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Cad een the weendow

Sheed. A man een a had.

The Smoothman freaghue' oud when the Wooman leds me seed arn the weendow seell, you know, ou'side, weethoud the bogscreen een place. He only allow me to seed een open weendow behine' the bogscreen.


I ain' no forgheen' bog!

So the Wooman led me seed here sometime, bod she stay weeth me, because she know I could maghe-a yompa to the stebs, behine' me.

Doan' tell the Smoothman. Por a calm person, he go heestereecal when he know I seed here. Wabes arms como un ween'meel.

Whad ees over there???

I cou' squash thad rad!!

Deed you call a cab???

Forgheen' bords!!!

Dayeen. Dayoud.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Forgheen' low-teg lawnmowhair

Eberybardy wan's a sheeb to mow their grass. So nice por the enbironemen'.

Nard me!

I do nard wan' a sheeb. To mow. My. Forgheen'. Grass.



Ees CAD grass.

Ead my grass WORN MORE TIME, y you weell be seezleen' arn the forgheen' greell.