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Showing posts with label don't buy enything from Pixmania. Show all posts
Showing posts with label don't buy enything from Pixmania. Show all posts

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Pooey Stuff (well, mostly).

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: serspendid dew to thunderry wether- it waz hot hot hot an muggy all day, an Mummy had a bad hedayke, so I jus KNEW it waz coming.
  • Day Score: poo/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

WELL!!! Arfter the luvly smiley wa-heyy! things I posted abowt the uther day, I now hav 4 things that REELLY MAYDE ME GROWL! I may be a cewt 8inch Bear, but I do ferroshus, too, yu kno, an yesterday sumthing happend that reelly mayde me growl. AN stamp my foot. An that's well seeriuss.

So gess wat happend. Or rarther, wat dident.....

That's rite! THE WASHIN MASHEEN DIDENT TERN UP!!!

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!

An I had handid owt all thoze invitayshuns for a freshly-lornderd-pant party. HURRUMPFF!

NOW they say it will come tomorro.

POO. That's all I can say: POO. POO to them wiv flys on it.

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NEXT! It thunderd- for abowt 4 or 5 hours, it jus went rownd an rownd an rownd us from abowt 9 larst nite till early mornin.

Mummy had the kertens open an wun ov the flashes went strate down behind the howse akross the roade an mayde us jump! I dived under my emergensy-hug-pants (number wun pair) an the uther Bears held me. I am brayve. I AM.

AM.

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NEXT! Gess wat that pillock nex dor did this mornin? He cut his tree down! It was a reelly reelly big silver birch tree. Newton, the robin, yewst to sit on the top twig, cos that waz the hyest bit arownd heer, an he yewst to do his song.

We don't like peepol hoo ar narsty to trees. He cut bak wun ov ours the uther week, wen we wer at Granny's. He dident eevn yews a sor, an wun ov the branches haz a tare in it now.

POO ON HIM TOO.

Wiv EXTRA flys on it.

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An finerly, sumthing REELLY not fair! I want to go an see the new Batman film but Mummy sez I'm too littol. NO FAIR! She duzzent understand. I'm an internashnol agent. I need to do reserch all the time. Speshly bowt sooperheeroes. An thare is stuff I need to kno- like, can Catwooman lik her own bottom like real cats do????

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Oh, this will never do! I need to say sumthing happyer than theez things befor I go.

Oooh! I kno! Mrs Nesbitt sent Mummy a parsol! She sent her sum rubber stamps to mayke mor things wiv!

Mummy waz asleep wen the Postbear cayme, an me an Daddy took the parsol up to her. She waz all happy to see it, an then went bak to sleep. Layter on, she sed she drempt abowt the parsol, an sed that Harry waz in her dreem, sendin her stuff an drinkin tea wiv her an havin a chat.

Harry

I do worry abowt her sumtimes!

Bye fer now!


Friday, July 25, 2008

A bit mor craftyness

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: no, and they went to Aldi. I refewsd to go. Dilly went tho. Huh.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9 LBBBJ is gettin farster /10
  • Day Score: 7.2122257 /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

A cuppol ov yu sed they wud do butterflys for my crarfty challenge.

This is Chewy's butterfly! Good, innit?An this wun waz mayde by Rue, a.bananna's dorter! (Note the perpol eyelashes.) Yu can see mor imidges of Rue's grayte crarft day on Velvet Ginger's blog.Now, I'm SHOR that sumwun else told me they had dun sumthing for the crarfty challenge but I carnt find it now. I bow down to the flor in appollogy..... wunce agen I spot a choklit that's rolld under the taybol.... I shall nab that layter! Ahem! An if yu hav sent me a note ov yor fine werk, I'm very sorry- an pleez pleez pleez send it agen!

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Meenwile..... skool broke up for summer! So Daddy is on hollyday now at larst. Heer ar sum ov the Thankyu Cards an notes an presents he got from children in his clarss:Our fayvrits ar theez choklits cos they ar Bear-size bars:Daddy's larst nayme is a long Irish nayme that starts wiv "Mc". It's hard for children to say, so he tells them to call him "Mr Mac". Wun ov them had it payntid on sum choklit, in icing:

Sam waz kwite tayken wiv the box ov choklit eclairs. Theez ar toffees wiv Cadbury choklit in the middol. Yum!

Wun littol gerl calld Elenor bort a present wiv her own pennys. She choze a pot ov her fayvrit jam. I think it will be yummy on sum freshly bayked soda bred (hint hint, Mummy!)

He also got a cuppol ov new ties. Daddy Windowsill Bear put wun on:

Wen I cayme downstares this mornin this is wat I fownd. LBBBJ is waring the uther wun!! He wants to be like his Daddy! Hahaha!

Dilly sed she liket the labol on this wine best, cos ov the "wagon berd".

All in all not a bad stash, an we hav allreddy eeten lots ov the choklits!!

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Still no washin masheen.

Daddy haz tryd to chayse them up on the fone. It terns owt that the delivery men ar baysed heer in England but the company we bort off from the internet ar baysed in France an -wayte for it!- their custermer serviss peeps ar in Romania! An nun ov them ar talkin to eech uther.

So Daddy got annoyd on the fone an tryd to sort it all owt. THEN they sent an emayle to say they ar refundin his munny. He rang an sed, I don't want my munny, I want a washin masheen! An they sed a soopervizer wud call him bak. That waz abowt 3 hours ago....... methinks we mite go to Granny's for the weekend, an kidnap her masheen!!!

Bye fer now!!!!