Saturday, August 31, 2013
The worl' was arn my shouldhairs
I yam theenkeen'.
Ees eed time to blow thees parp stan'?
(Or mos I yos steeck my peens een the globe?)
Whad ees blag y forry all ober?
Me!
I can be cude. Como un keetten. Sormtime's the yoomans yos cannard pud me down.
I yam requesteen' beeghair carmpensation por thees treadmen'.
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Elevated threat level
Ladies and Gentleman, there has been a perimeter breach on the rooftop.
We can inform you that the threat has been contained. Our
Regarding what the Sheep said, however:
That's classified.
Talk to Mr Snowden.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Sunday, August 4, 2013
A new hord
Forgheen' micro caddle. So har' to see. Where deed they go?
My regular caddle are fire'. No good no mas. Weeth global warmeen' the hord change' y I could no larnger rope them. So I sweetch to new micro caddle.
Many, many, bod weeth mine's ob their own.
Where are they?
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