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

Monday, February 26, 2007

Weekend Report

Weekend's scores:
  • Gills: yes. We was robbed.
  • Simpsons: no
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9/10
  • Weekend Score: 6/10


We went to Granny's an listened to the football on the car radio. Gillingham scored just as we were going over the bridge to the Isle of Sheppey. Wa-heyy!

But then Scunthorpe (full name SCUMthorpe Cheating Cheaters) got 3 goals so we were robbed. Again.......... Sumtimes I wonder if bringing me up a Gills fan isn't a symptom of inherent sadism on Daddy's part.

Scooter the cat is still wobbly, except fer wen he trys to get in throo the catflap, at wich point he stops wobbling, stuck halfway in and halfway out. He eventually gets round this by gripping the doormat with his claws and then pulling himself indoors.

We think it's cos Granny has to hide his medsin pills in cheese, or he won't eat them.

That's all.

Oh, an me an Daddy wer sodukoing so much we missed Church. Well, we all did, sept Mummy an Dilly don't go anyway: they're heathens.

Bye fer now!

1 comment:

Margaret said...

Bob, you're very naughty! I don't go to church either, but I'm not a heathen, I'm Church of England.