It awl beginned wif Mama an' Papa's adbenchur. Papa wuz admiwing hiz big bloo twuk az normul wen he seed it habbed no pwate on da frunt. It wuz GON. So Mama got on da 'puter an' seed dat to get a nudder wun, dey habbed to go to da poweese an' repawt it. So dey weft us home an' sat in da poweese stayshun fer a zillyun yeers. Da nise man sended dem home cuz awl da poweeses wuz bizzy. Ok, now da nex' day Mama did it by hersewf. Sat in da poweese stayshun, tawked to dem, got da paperwurk an' gotted tode dat she bedder hi tale it to da DMV or Papa wud get stopped, puwwed owt of da twuk an mite eben hab a gun poynted at him!! Cuz it wuz goin' on da ayr az stowen. So Mama hopped in da car, weft us awone awl day cuz she habbed to go reel far away to da DMV cuz da local wun stinks. She cud not beweev it wuz pwaktickly emty. It onwy taked her two forms, two wines, an' 6 dowwars to get a noo pare ov pwates an' a noo regernashun paper fingy. An' a nudder warnin'. Bedder bwing in dat udder pwate dat wuz weft rite away cuz now it iz stowen. SO - she hopped in da car, dwove a zillyun miwes to Papa's werk, gibbed him da noo stuffs, gotted da ole pwate, came home an' cowwapsed. She shudda gon bak to DVM. But she cud not moov, cud not bweeve, wuz gwooed to da big ol' chare.
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| Mama's chare - an MINE! |
Dat meens she habbed to go bak to da DMV pwase da nex' day. An' she did, weevin' us awone agan cuz she did not no how long it wud take. BWAHAHAHA!!! Dis time da pwase wuz pakked wif peepulls. By da time she gotted fru da line to turn in da pwate fingy, she wuz warin' down agan. Dis time she gotted home an' kwik gotted on da puter to unwind. She cud heer skwatch, skwatch, skwatch - whiiinnnne, whiinnnne tiww it dwove her to see whut da heck wuz goin' on. She fownded dat stoopid Vito skwatchin' at da bottum ov da chare an' cwyin'. So she mooved da chare. Dat widdwe skunk gotted us cawt! Wile she wuz gon, we puwwed down da kukkie jar, popped open da wid an eeted awl da kukkies 'sept da wun dat rolled under da chare. Cuz wen she seed dat wun kukkie, she fownd da emty jar hidden under da tabul. But it gets bedder. Papa came home an' did not no whut we did an' he saved us haff ov hiz turky sammich!! BWAHAHAHA!!! Got to admit, awl dis ackshully maded me sooo hungwy! I nagged Mama awl nite fer sumfin' mor. Nummies! Mor nummies!! I bin hungwy sinse I gotted dis noo medisin cawed hemp oyl. An' now I kin sit up agan, cwime agan, jump agan...fings I cud not do fer a wile now. An' after awl dis time - bak in twubble!! Seenyer dog my futs! I iz a pup agan! hehehe...
Layter...
Arfur
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