- Gills: no
- Simpsons: yes
- Tesco: no: weev run owt ov cow jooss an ar yewsin the UHT stuff from the bak ov the cubbod. This is getin seerius. I'll hav to get Mum owt layter. She hassent been owt fer a week.
- Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: still serspendid, this, till all the snot from the colds is gon/10
- Day Score: ok, spoze /10
I thort I beter nip in heer erly an warn yu all that yu need to wear bloo today!
Gillingham are havin an extra gayme - tonite! If Daddy gets home from werk in time weer goin to drive all the way down to Kent to wotch it! So I thort OH! OH! I better let my publik kno, an partikly members ov the Don't Mock The Bear Club, so they can get sum bloo pants on!! Hmmm. That reminds me ov a few intrestin things I sor on my trip abowt the blogs the other day:
Ferst there iz this post from Lin, incloodin a foto ov straynge footprints. Iz it a rat? Is it a coyote? Hmm. In the sayme post, she tells a story ov how a Bear scared a man so much he pooed his pants!
Then there is this post on The League Against Boring Lunches, abowt men's pants. (HEEEEEheheheeee) An spesifikly the diffrence between them an laydy-pants (men go fer comfort, iz sort ov the way she sums it up!)
An larst but NEVER leest, there iz this post on Phytheas's blog, with a link to sum fantastik foto's.
There. Hope yu enjoy thoze. I'm off fer breaky. Hunny on toaste, methinks.
Bye fer now!