Mama wuz runnin' awownd wookin' fer sumfin' in a bunch ov stors da udder day. She almos' awwayz coms home wownd up wike a - hmmm....dont no whut - enny wayz awl nerbuss. Furst ov awl she hates shoppin', secund it mostwy izn't fer her. But dis time she bwoke her own rool an' went in a stor she nebber goze to. Shudda taked us to bwake da ice. She wuz wookin' in da kitchin suppwize fer a meat rak (sumfin' she sez must be egg stinks). Dis wady coms by awl dwessed in fansy pants wif a zillyun doller stroler wif a baby in a owtfit dat costed mor dan Mama's car an' she wuz winin' to da clerk dat she cud not find - get dis - fyool fer a spensive match dat lites uh, lets see, fuds on fyre. Now furst ov awl - hu wud lite fud on fyre to eet it?? Be sides da poynt - ennyway Mama sed her noze wuz stuk to her eye bwowz! Mama sed she eben wuz shur her poopies did not smeww (she werded it sum udder way). Da pore lady frum da store sed dey did not seww ennyfing wike dat dere (eben doe der iz a Star Bucks coffee pwace in dat store!). Da lady wawked owt acktin' wike ebry buddy dere habbed coodies. Now, if Mama habbed us wif her, we wudda woosened her up wif a widdle warm drool an' kisseded her baby an' ebryfing an' den mebbee she wud hab bin fwendwier, ya fink? An' we wudda made shur her wud smeww bedder, too...mor wike Mama ;)
BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Onwy wun fing rong...dat stor dont wet doggies innit. Its not cwassy wike PetsMart or da feed stor. Yu meet a bedder cwass ov peepullz in doze stors, rite?
Arfur
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