After waay too menny dayz of habbin' to wade fru da jungull to go potty, an' sufferin' da hoomillyayshun ov havin' da gwass tikkle owr nebberminds, Mama cutted owr gwass!! Now we wuz heerin' tons ov eskyooses - too hot, too wet, too raynie, not home, too tard, too lazy ( ha! I putted dat wun in dere!), nee hurts - NO MOR ESKYOOSES I SAYS! Go owt dere an' cut owr grasses! An' she did. An' ya kin be shur it wuz a gud job cuz Vito ran rite owt an' waddered it. Now we gots owr papa cleenin' da porch...duz dis stuff nebber stop?
Hab a gud day...
a happy but diss gusted Arfur
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