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Monday, October 15, 2007

Unjustifyably pickt on

Weekend's scores:
  • Gills: yes! We got a not-a-looz agenst Milwall (their motto is "Evrybody haytes us an we don't care" wich sums it up, reelly, wivowt me addin to it) the scor waz 1 - 1. Me an Grayum took Daddy to the match wile Mummy an Dilly went to Granny's.
  • Simpsons: no
  • Tesco: no- Mummy sneakt off wivowt me
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9 -sum ov Granny's Bears ar gettin good at this sport /10
  • Weekend Score: 8.296/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

I've been told off today an I dident eevn do nuthin to diserve it, it's jus cos that Dilly is a tell-tale-tit wiv no sense ov hewmer, an look wat I hav to put up wiv.

She sed I was rood to her but I wassent.

I was singing this song:

Wat's that comin over the hill?

Is it a monster?

No, it's Dilly.

-wich, as I explayned to the whingein reptile, sez that she WASSENT a monster.

But I still got told to apologize an I'm not, cos I dident call her a monster.

Enyway I dident say it enyway cos I was singin. So there.

Bye fer now!