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Thursday, November 28, 2013

Agua.


Thees ees no way to leeb. I need an adeqhade watereen' hole'.

When are we goeen' home?

Sunday, November 10, 2013

My new libe


I say to the Wooman: Wooman?

She say: Cad?

I say: When are we goeen' home?

She say: We are home, Storbie.

I say: No, we are nard.

She say: I know. Bod we mos 'stay here.

I say: Porquewhy? I meess the roop.

She say: I know, keedy, I meess eed too.

She say: Een the spreeng, eed weell be bedhair.

I say: Porquewhy?

She say: We weell seed ou'side more, y we weell fine' you a nice new borch larg to maghe scratcha.

I say: Oh.

....

I say: Are you sad?

She say: Yes.

I say: Me too.

Pee ess, I say: Theese ole chair you bough' ees forgheen' sleepery. Whad ees the beeg deal? I wan' a cashmere couch!

She say: We all wan' a cashmere couch Estorbo, now seed down y shorddop.

I say: I yam tryeen' to seed, bod I keep sleepeen' bagwar's.

She say: Then ged a greep.

I say: You ged a forgheen' greep. Eef I ged  a greep I weell maghe-a scratcha arn thees ole' forgheen chair y you weell shoud ad me. Again.

She say: Estorbo, you are high maintenance.

I say: Taghes worn to know worn.

She say: *&%%$* cad.

I say: &(^$&* Wooman.

...(to be carnteenued)

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Ees eed ober?


I was habeen' a bad dream. Dream' there was mobers. MEN. Trock. NOISE. MEN. Barxes. NOISE. Strangeplace.

Nigh'mare, yes?

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Sunday, October 6, 2013

We mos go north


The Wooman says my keettens wen' north. So we are goeen' north to fine' them. 


Eef the sky does nard fall arn my head, for's.


These chaos mos en':

My agua tasdes lighe sheet. Full ob dos'.

Ees there agua een Halem, or should I pagh extra meelk?

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Always looseen' them...


I yam yos loogheen' por sormtheen I larst'...


Foun' them: my keetens!