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Showing posts with label mummy's doin poo olympiks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mummy's doin poo olympiks. Show all posts

Friday, October 09, 2009

Tishoo ishooing dewty, an hogs at the dor!

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: no, an Mummy went to Sainsbury's. Pah.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 8 /10
  • Overall Score: 7.265/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Sorry for my absence. I hav been on allmost 24 hour tishoo-ishooing dewty.

Daddy brings home all the bugs from the kids at skool an this is A LOT. It has been suggestid to me that kids ar just germ factrys in straynge cullerd trainers. Anyway. He brort wun home a few weeks ago an Dilly tryd to help by maykin him drink tea mayde from flowers (jazzmin??). Her uver helpful effort seemd to consist ov just donnin her nersey hat. I think she thinks that "the hat becometh the nerse" or sumthing.

Yeah, I'm not shor the scary swamp-monster type crocodragon mug helps pertikewlarly, iver, Dilly.

Wen she wassent abowt, I got Daddy sum PROPER tea, yu kno, the brown stuff wiv caffeen in it that yu can dunk yer choklit biskits in. Wunce he had this he started to get better. But then Mummy got the bug.

Now, I offen reed that wen Daddys get colds they get them werse then enywun, but I tell yu IT JUS AINT TROO! Wen Mummy gets the cold it haz the addid effect ov attakin not just her breathin apperatus, but also her tummy an that meens, yes yu kno wat I'm goin to say folks, POO!!!

An lots ov it!!! HAHA! An in all sorts ov cullers, too. Por Mummy. Her throate was sor but her bottom waz sorer.

She is neerly all better now. SO I hope I will hav time to get bak to bloggin proply, an visitin yu all.

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It's gettin dark erly heer, an we ar havin to put owt food for the hedgehogs erlier an erlier eech nite becos they start to arrive for theyer dinner at dusk. They ar coming rownd the frunt ov our howse now as well as the bak, so we put owt a playte for them at eech doorstep. Sum nites they ar both playses at wunce an we sit indors in the middol like bein in a hog sandwich.

They will start to hibernayte nex munth so we hav to try to fatten them up an help them gro big. Heer is a littol wun Mummy reskewd larst winter. It had been too small to hibernayte so we took it in an gayve it to a reskew sentor to carfter throo the winter in a heeted pen:Hedgehogs ar cewt but they ar wun ov thoze animals that get smellier the longer yu hold them. Rabbits ar like this too, an hamsters, an ginnypigs.

Now I'm goin to go an hav sum tea an a choklit Hobnob. I mite drop sum aksidently on perposs, cos we hav a mowse livin in the howse agen, an I kno he likes them.

Bye fer now!!


Saturday, March 21, 2009

Anuther Update

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no, but we did play today, an we dident win, an wunce agen it is all Mummy's falt as she refewzd to put bloo pants on.
  • Simpsons: yes, an Family Guy, wich waz well rood. Hehehe.
  • Tesco: yes, we had run owtta cow juice.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: serspendid as Mummy haz got a reelly narsty cold- or, as she puts it, "On top ov evrything else I've godda cowd." Well it WUD be on top ov evrything else, wuddent it? I meen, yu wuddent get a cold in yor foot, wud yu?
  • Day Score: 7.3893612000000000000005/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Good Lor! It's bin neerly a week agen! Well, yu kno hoo to blayme, don't yu. Mummy. Yep, she is still bizzy spinnin arownd an arownd.

On Therzday she waz spinnin to the loo an bak lots an lots cos she waz doin poo olympiks as well. She sez it was a side effect ov the medsin. Nuthin to do wiv the giant bar ov Cadbury's Wholenut Choklit that she wolft down in wun eevnin, then. No no no.

I got owtta the way that day. Too much mess an traffik. Me an the uther Bears hung owt in the airing cupberd an frolikt the newly washt pants. Wa-heyy!

Saynte Patrik's Day....

Thank kew for the Saynte Patrik's Day messidges. Yes, it is a partikewly orspishus date on the callinder for wun hoo haz the Oirish flag on theyer noze!

I had a sneeky Guinness an a wee darnce wiv the uther Bears. We arraynged to meet up under the coffee taybol wile Mummy an Daddy wer wotchin CSI. Grissom, the BugMan, waz leevin, so they wer watchin it more properly than yewzual. Hehee. We had kwite a grand wee doo under thare :@} don't tell 'em!!!

Updayte on them Chikns....

We arskt Matt-the-man-nex-dor wat the chikns wer calld. If yu recall, I werkt owt a cunnin way ov findin owt wether they ar pets or food; if they had naymed them then they ar defnitly not food as yu carnt, unless yu ar Dilly, eet sumthing yu hav naymed.

SO! Heer ar the naymes ov the chikns:
  • Korma
  • Kebab
  • Tikka
  • Bhuna
  • Chow Mein
  • Vindaloo
I am now nun the wiser.

Hurray!!!!!!!!!

My nex post will be post number 500!!! I shall hav to think ov sumthing speshol to do to sellybrayte!!!!!

Bye fer now!!!