I hab to fighd dangerous streeng marnsters thad hide onder the kikois.
I hab to waid porebber to ged my torn ad the compudair...
...an I ged blamed por meesterious shreddeen's ob paper.
Whad? I hab nebber seen thes paper een my libe. No, I deed nard do thad! Deed I heear you yelleen' ad me ad 3am? No, I hord nartheen', I was asleep. You threw a peellow agains' the door to maghe me starp? I tell you I was asleep!
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