It iz rainin' wunce mor. sigh. I HATE wet pawsies. I wanna take my sunny nap. Kin we share owr rainy day wif Texas? Pleeez? Mama's maters wiww not ebber hab enny froot cuz furst dey drownd, den dey gotted cold, now dey iz giitn' raned on agan. Dey ar not happy pwants. Doze widdle flowers on dem wiww neber be maters. Too sad. An' how wiww we get owr mama offa da 'puter an' owt to go wawkies? She duz not do brellers...nebber. Corse, we don't do dem also. sigh. Bak to my mornin' nappy. Need my rest cuz I gotta git ritin' later cuz we iz tryin' to get my nex' book dun soon...oops! Wuz dat a serkrit? hehehe gess not now. We wiww see tho if I kin moti - er, uh, motiv...aw heck! Get da lazy slave bizzy typin'!
Soon,
Arfur
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