WARNING: This blog is ritten in Bear English, wich is phonetic. An that is mor than yu can say abowt the werd "phonetic".

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Query About My Nose

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes, 3 times!
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: still suspendid
  • Day Score: 7.201/10

I hav reseeved a query about my nose from sum cuzzins ov mine in Ostraylia:

Dear Bob
Why have yer’ got a national flag stuck on ter’ end of yer’
nose… if yer’ goin’ ter’ stick a flag on the end of yer’ hooter’ yer’ should
think about puttin’ the best flag on it .. that being gods own country a land of
freedom and lots of chicky bears…… that bein’ auzz-tray- lia…… amen…

Good day mate.

Bear and duck…. Tamworth NSW… gods country.

Hmm. Well, take a look at this graduayshon photo ov me an sum ov my class at spy skool:

(I'm the hansum wun on the right.) As yu can see we all hav diffrent flags on our noses. These represent the familes we infiltrate. My nose has Ire-Land on it so I got a Daddy wiv Ire-Land on his passport too. It's all to do wiv our mishons, ov which I carn't tell yu much, as yu know, cos if I did I wud hav to kill yu.

Our other badges say "FIFA 2002". This is our year of graduayshun an stands for "Federashun of International Furry Agents".

As fer yor suggestion about Ostraylia, I'm not so shor it's that grayte there. My mummy's been there and sed it was too hot and full ov spiders. AND yu don't get Marmite spread. Mmmm yum..... an is it really God's country if it's the home of the deseetful koala not-a-bear? That's bordering on sacrilege my fellow! Enyway I don't think God wud choose a country that duzzent sell Choklit Hobnobs.....mmm......I'm off fer a gud ol cup ov tea wiv sum gud ol British biskits to dunk in it.

Bye fer now!

1 comment:

Margaret said...

I think you have a very handsome nose as it is, Bob!