Friday, November 30, 2007
Squeerel patrol
Eef I keep my head low he woand see me..eet's the 9.45am squeerel, como clarckwork...
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Cads from the Boland
The Patriot Streed Gang:[Frarm Oncle Reg een Paarl:] Ginger, our street-wise traffic warden, Rube our somewhat "thick" cat and Rick, an inveterate bird watcher who takes his job to heart (stomach) by ensuring the survival of the fittest.
Muchachos, you geeb We Three Cads a Ron por their money... you shoul' star' your own winelan' blarg...
BTW Rube...eef you're nard the brighdes' you're the bes' lookeen'.
Pee Ess: por prorgress arn Mamacita checgh oud her lades' pose' an' YouTube bideo arn hor blarg...Hor ved's beells mos' be crazee.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
The Horror! The Horror!
You know I lighe feesh, righd? You know I'm always askeen' por feesh, yes? You know I onlee ged feesh por my borthday, si?
So. Today the Wooman corms home. Hello Meester Keetten, she say.
Hello Wooman, I say.
Loogh whad I gard por you! she say
Oh? I say.
Yes! she say. Today a geef' basket arribe ad work, wheech ees almose' beeger than thees apar'men', an' een eed ees all these treads, lighe chocolades...
...you' doan' ead chocolades, I say.
I know, she say, Bo' thees ees abou' you, nard me.
Como? I question.
Yes, she say...I brough' por you....
You see, she bagtragh. Een the basket was also theengs lighe crackhairs.
You lighe crackhairs, I say, especially weeth cheese.
Yes, she say, bod nard theeze.
Oh? I question.
Si, she say, Theeze ha' donproponouncable presorbateebs een them.
You no ead presorbateebs, I say.
Ees corregd, she say.
OK. I say. Can we ged bag to me?
Yes! She say. So:
So: I say
Yes, so...I brough' por you [thad's me, the cad Estorbo], a geeft.
Oh? I question.
Yes! she say.
FEESH!!!!
My gard. I was nard esspecteen' thees.
She show me. Small packayge. Preedy (attracteeb) barx ob wile' - WILE' - salmon. [Dreamy boice:]...Once I had wile' salmon. Bagh een the day, arn Fladboosh. Eed carst more than the month's rend. Eed was deleecious.
Wile salon! I scream, yompeen' orp to loogh ad the barx...
Yes, she say, ees smallpiece, all por you.
Wow.
So. Today the Wooman corms home. Hello Meester Keetten, she say.
Hello Wooman, I say.
Loogh whad I gard por you! she say
Oh? I say.
Yes! she say. Today a geef' basket arribe ad work, wheech ees almose' beeger than thees apar'men', an' een eed ees all these treads, lighe chocolades...
...you' doan' ead chocolades, I say.
I know, she say, Bo' thees ees abou' you, nard me.
Como? I question.
Yes, she say...I brough' por you....
You see, she bagtragh. Een the basket was also theengs lighe crackhairs.
You lighe crackhairs, I say, especially weeth cheese.
Yes, she say, bod nard theeze.
Oh? I question.
Si, she say, Theeze ha' donproponouncable presorbateebs een them.
You no ead presorbateebs, I say.
Ees corregd, she say.
OK. I say. Can we ged bag to me?
Yes! She say. So:
So: I say
Yes, so...I brough' por you [thad's me, the cad Estorbo], a geeft.
Oh? I question.
Yes! she say.
FEESH!!!!
My gard. I was nard esspecteen' thees.
She show me. Small packayge. Preedy (attracteeb) barx ob wile' - WILE' - salmon. [Dreamy boice:]...Once I had wile' salmon. Bagh een the day, arn Fladboosh. Eed carst more than the month's rend. Eed was deleecious.
Wile salon! I scream, yompeen' orp to loogh ad the barx...
Yes, she say, ees smallpiece, all por you.
Wow.
She taghe eed ou' dob barx. Eed ees smoghe' salmon eenside een foil packayge. I yam waideen'. She ees readeen' package. Thad's yos plain wrarng! she say: How can sometheen' be good onteel 2013?
She open packayge. I maghe a feeshdance.
She taghe smallpiece and tasde.
She swallow. She say.
No.
No.....? Whad you mean, NO???
No, she say, hm-mm, I yam nard feedeen thees to my cad.
I yam nard your cad, I say, I am DON Estorbo della Bodega Domincanaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
No. She say, and throw eed away.
Een. The. Been.
There ees no place por my eyes to go. They cannard steek oud any forder. I yam...como se llama... Appalled!
Sorry cad, she say. Really: I yam sorry
Chreestmas.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Can Someone Help Mamacita?
Cleeck here to see Mamacita's blarg. Eed ees new an' she ees a seeck keedy. Maybe you know someone een Nueva York who can adarpt hor...
Friday, November 23, 2007
Where ees the peeg?
She poot the peeg een a bag...
Geeb me the peeg!
Yesserday eet was there: onder the blanghet an' the coat.
I meess the pig. Eet was warm, an' smelled goo'...
Maybe eef I see' tarn the coa' eet weel corm bagh?
Call me meenky.
Pee Ess: eef you hab no idea whad the peeg ees, read the Wooman's blordee blarg.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
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