Intermishon

Sorry for lack of posts. Normal serviss will be resewmd soon. Meenwile, heer's a pikcher ov me nayked.Wa-heyy!!!

Pant frolicks an updates an stuff :@)

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: yup, we playd Bradford (full nayme: Bradford Sh*tty. Mummy mayde me put that start thing in there, but yu all kno wat I meen.) We drew 2 goals all.Wich must meen that THEIR fans wer warin an eekwoll number ov lukky pants as our fans.
  
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yup, an I had a good ride in the trolley :@}
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9/10
• Day Score: 7.462981/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Well! I hope yu all enjoyd the ferst Internashnal Pant Frolick Day on Friday! I was so frolickt owt, I cuddent get to me blog! Wa-heyyy!!!!

Enyway, I must tell yu sumthing that happend the uther day....

All the uther Bears wer sittin alongside the laptop wile Daddy waz typin on it, updaytin artikols on obskure South American football players on Wikipeedia, an ENYWAY, he waz all happy cos he thort that them sittin thare ment that (a) they wer all intrestid in wat he waz doin, wich waz a ferst, or (b) that he waz suddenly very popular eevn tho he dident hav eny choklit on him.

Well! It took a wile for the trooth to com owt, but in the end I susst it, from the way they kept ternin abowt an reshufflin their pozishuns: they had fownd the fan owtlet an wer warmin up their bottoms!!!!!

WA-HEYYY!!!!!!!!!!! Cheeky Bears!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHA!

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The car is still in the garridge bein fixt. We THORT it wud be reddy yestaday so Daddy took the Bob-car bak to the hire playce.

THEN, the garridge rang an sed that the car had been ok.... they thort.... but then they put it all bak together agen an it dident werk. D'OH!!!!!

So Daddy had to run bak an get the hire car agen. He got very angry cos they sed he cuddent jus add on extra days to the origgenol contrakt- he had to start a new hire contrakt, eevn tho they had ownly had the car reternd for 20 minits or so.

This cost mor pennys (wich meens fewer choklit peanuts) an he sed, thare is no sutch thing as customer serviss in this country. An I think I tend to agree as we dident eevn get the Bob-car bak. Pah.

The hire car we hav now is grey. This makes goin owt wiv Dilly hard werk. (Harder than yewzual.) Dilly haz this rool that if yu see a green car yu will see a grey car behind it. Well! So now she sez that cos we ar on a gray car, we shud follo a green car if we see wun.

As we liv very neer the main roades to London, Harwich an Ipswich, this meens it can tayke a long long time to get enywhare close if we hav to follo sumwun wharever we go. But the alternativ is Dilly doin a nagggg, naggggg, naggggg...... I think she gets that off Mummy.

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Speekin of Mummy, she put 15 ov the cards she mayde into the Art Cafe over a week ago. They wer goin to look at them an let her kno if they will sell them. But they havent com bak to her eevn tho she haz emayled them. She is gettin worreed that they hav lost them! Oh no!!!

She haz to go into town tomorro to the hopsikol- she is gettin her bak X-rayd at larst!!!! So she sed, sheel nip into the shop an arsk them strayte. I mite go wiv her. I've seen enormuss carrot cayke in thare. I hope it's for eetin an not just an exibit.

Bye fer now!

Cheeky Bears!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: we playd on Saturday an lost 7 - nil!!!! It waz agenst Shrewsbury (full nayme Shrewd cheetin scum town). It waz terrerbol. An jus goze to proov that they wer cheetin, coz utherwize how wud they hav got 7? Enyway. Lukkily Mummy had replayst my choklit peanuts that sheed skofft in the week, so I waz abol to hav lots ov consolaytory munchies.
  
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 910
• Day Score: 7.421/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Oh boy! This mayde me larf and larf! This is from an emayle that Mummy's frend, Beth, sent her from Maine. This is wat the emayle sed:

A family that lives on the outskirts of Anchorage, Alaska, decided to build a sturdy, colourful playground for their 3 and 4 year old boys. They lined the bottom with smooth-stoned gravel all around to avoid knee scrapes and other injuries. They finished building it one Friday evening and were very pleased with the end product. The following morning, the mother was about to wake up the boys and have them go and play in their new play centre. This is what she saw from the upstairs window:

Jus look at the wun on the slide!!!! WA-HEYYY!!!!!!!!! Cheeky Bears!!!!! HAHAHA!

Oh boy! Wat fun!

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Mummy is still sleepy an aykey. I keep maykin her cups ov tea. Tonite weer havin curry for dinner, so maybe that will spark her up a bit. Hope so!

Bye fer now!

Aha! Another mistry solved....

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: yes: we played Hundersfield (full nayme: Hudders-field-ov-horse-poo) an we beet them 1 - 0 in the sekund to larst minit!!!! Three cheers fer Mummy's new bloo lukky pants!
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes (do yu kno, she tryd to sneak off wivowt me? Scandaluss...)
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10
• Overall Score: 8.609786259841654 (ish) /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Well, m'dears. I've been doin a bit mor mewsin, an now that I've got me own keebord to darnse across, I can let yu in on wat I've diskuverd.

It's like this, yu see....

Daddy is teechin the 7 yr olds all abowt Egypshuns at the moment, so weev had lots ov books arownd the howse wiv goldy marsks an pointy bildings on the frunt covers. LOTSA them.

Dilly got kwite tayken by the stuff abowt the Nile Crocodiles, but I cuddent find enything abowt Bears. Cats, lots of cats. An a few jackals. Even a hippo or three. But no Bears. So my attenshun wonderd to the TV an Lo! Hoo shud be on but Stephen Fry in his quiz, QI.

Well! Blow my beads an call me Vincent! Yu'll never gess wat they wer talkin abowt! -PANTS!!!

An not jus eny pants, but THONGS!

(No, I don't mean them funny shooes yu clip on a toe, David. I mean nearly-pants, as feecherd on my Pants Identity Wallchart.)

Ahhh... tis a delite to be abol to post it agen! Heer it is, this time wiv the "thong" hi-lited, fer eez ov refrence.

An wat, pray, wer they diskussin, abowt the minnychorist's dreem ov undergarment? WELL! It terns owt that it waz the Egypshuns hoo ferst wor them! Woohooo!!!! Jus wen yu think a subjekt haz dryd up, yu strike gold!

NOW! I rekkon this solvs wun ov the werld's grayte mistrys: naymely, wy on erth did the Egypshuns walk like that?

Study this pikcher.....

The walk seems a tad eksentrik at ferst, till yu bear in mind that they hav a thong up the bottom. NOW the walk is perfikly understandabol!

I am very pleezd to be abol to publish this diskuvry, as sum people try very hard to do the Egypshun Walk. Sum eevn tayke clarssis speshly, jus to try to be abol to do it. Heer's a pic ov wun such clarss I fownd on Googol:

Think ov the time an effort they cud sayve, if they jus put on a thong!

HEHEHEHEHEHE!

Insidently, if yu don't kno the TV program QI, heer is a clip ov it that I fownd on You Tube. It issent the episode I menshund, but a fella calld Sean duzz do a bit ov an Egypshun walk towards the end ov it!

Bye fer now!