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

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Wy, hullo thare :@}

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No
  • Simpsons:yes
  • Tesco: yes
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10- got Blueberry Bear. Hah! /10
  • Overall Score: 7.2165/10

So weev sort ov got the laptop werkin. A bit. A *bit*. Carnt stay online long cos it keeps havin a sulk. Onnistly, I've been tryin to coax it into life awl week so that I can get on heer. I did vizit the liberary for a bit, to yewz their compewter, but it waz full ov Ruskies. An Poles. Mummy rememberd enuff Polish to arsk them to be SHUSH! PLEEZ BE KWYERT! But I dident understand the reply. Mummy sed she dident either, but gesst she wuddent reelly want to.

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Granny is gettin better, I think. My hunny on toaste helps. I also hav sum speshol porridge calld Paw Ridge. Reelly it's ment for Bears but I let her share it. PawRidge is grayte stuff. It eevn has its own website, heer- it's grayte! It haz gaymes to play an also yu can vizit the cabins of diffrent Bears (an onnerabol Furrys, like Chinchillas...) check it owt!!!

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I almost despair ov wat my Daddy gets up to at home wen I'm not thare. Reesently he went to see Gillingham play agenst a London team calld Leyton Orient (full nayme: "Leyton not in the Orient at all but yu can smell them from thare") wich my Unkol David serpports. He an Unkol Dave met up an watcht the match together an Unkol Dave asshord me that he wud ware his Gillingham hat for the eevnin.

Well HUH!!! -Cos he dident ware ENY hat, let alone a Gills wun. I reckon that he waz a spy for the uther team, and that wat happend waz awl his doin..... Pity I wassent thare (yes- Daddy went wivowt me. I haddent menshund that yet cos, kwyte frankly, nuthin serprizes me eny mor. I reckon he wud sneek off to the moon wivowt me if he cud, an I'm his cheef navigaytor...) if I had been thare I cud hav chekt Unkol Dayve's eers an fownd owt for shor that he is a spy for the underhand scummy oppozishun-

WAT HAPPEND??? WAT HAPPEND???? I'll tell yer.
Our team waz layte.
40 minits befor the match ownly 7 ov our guys had got thare. (YOR MENT to hav 11, an then sum spares sittin on the bench.) Enyway. Wun bloke went by bike an waz compleetly knackered wen he arrived and the captin got thare wiv jus 15 minits to spare. It waz at this poynt that serten persons realized that they dident kno hoo waz bringin the kit. In fakt eevn the guy hoo waz bringin the kit dident kno that he waz bringin the kit, so they had no kit. Arnser? They wor Leyton Orient's spare kit, wich was blak an -get this- HAD RED DRAGONS ON IT- wich eevn Dilly, the most dragon obsesst creecher this side ov Hogwarts, duzzent exaktly admire a grayte deel.

So... Yung eyes, look away now.

-Bugger!!!!!!!!!!Buger bugger bugger!!!

(warnd yu.)

We did not win. That's all I'm goin to say on the matter.

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Oh, and erm, Dilly is up to mischiff on her blog agen. Tsk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Plan is for us all to go bak home this Sunday. We ar awl nervuss abowt leevin Granny on her own agen. But it will be just for 5 days. I keep tellin Mummy this but she is still worreed. Gud job I am gud at hed hugs.

Bye fer now!


Marlowe said...

It's important to keep moms supplied with lots of hugs. I know that's what my mom tells me!

Benny and Lily said...

Glad to hear grandma is getting better. It had to be you and the honey that made her feel better.
Nitey nite
Benny & Lily

Mack and Sally Ann said...

You are such a good support bear. I'm glad your Granny is doing better.
Sally Ann

Lynda (Granny K) said...

Glad Granny feelin better Bob. Pity bout the footy, probly cos you wern't there that it all went horrribly rong.
Merry Christmas! :o)

Feronia said...

Keep up the good huggin' work, Bob! Thinking of you all.

B.T.Bear (esq.) said...

thank kew for awl yor messidges an emayles!