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Showing posts with label nex dor haz got chkns but we don't kno if theyer pets or dinner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nex dor haz got chkns but we don't kno if theyer pets or dinner. Show all posts

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!!!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Spyin is a full time okewpayshun (or shud be).

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: yes, we got a not-a-looz, wiv Shrewsbury.
  • Simpsons: no
  • Tesco: yes an I got to ride in the trolley :@}
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10!!/10
  • Day Score: 8.136/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Good Lor! It's bin a week! Want to kno wat I've bin doin, insted ov bloggin? Well I'll tell yer. I've bin mostly carfterin Mummy. AGEN.

THIS time she is dizzy.
She thort it wud go away but wen she startid fallin down I took her to the doctor.
I don't mind goin to the doctor's playse. They hav a big waytin room an in wun corner they hav lots ov pikcher books, mostly abowt Bears. I waz jus gettin into wun wen Mummy got calld in.

The doc sed that she haz sumthing calld Labrynthitis.
I like that nayme. It's clever. It meens goin rownd an rownd, wich is wat Mummy is doin. Or THINKS she is doin.
Akchewly, on the way bak, she told me that she waz ok an that it waz everywun ELSE hoo had sumthing rong wiv them.
WHAT the??? This is cos the werld reelly IZ spinnin, an she is just the ownly wun hoo iz akchewly notissin it.

Yeee...eeess.

So now she haz mor tablits to tayke...soon she will rattel as she walks along.

MEENWILE.....
  • Chuck haz arrivd home in Wyoming.
  • Dilly haz com across a cuppol ov eggs, mayde a nest owt ov Mummy's scarf, an rekkons she is inkewbaytin. (Sigh.) (Oh well it keeps her okewpied.)
  • Gillingham had a win larst week an a dror yestday.(It wud hav bin anuther win but Mummy wor her lukky bloo pants on Friday and flatly refewsd to keep them on on Saterday wen they wer needid, even inside owt.)
  • An as for next dor.....
Just look wat happens wen yu stop spyin full time for a week!!!!This waz the vew from my bedroom.
Tayke a closer look...CHIKNS!!!!They'v got chikns!!!!

We want to noe wether they'er goin to eet them or jus hav them for eggs. So Iyve hatchd a cunnin plan (hatched! HATCHED! GEDDIT? Oh, I'm sutch a clever Bear wiv werds, I am...)

WELL! Daddy sumtimes teeches at the skool that nex dor's gerls go to, so he is goin to arsk them- BUT! Insted ov just arskin if they ar goin to eet thare chikns, (cos that mite upset them) (an the chikns), he is goin to arsk them wether they hav naymes for the chikns! Cos yu carnt eet sumthing yoov naymed, can yu???

Well, not if yor NORMOL yu carnt. I meen, Dilly naymes her bugs, an lines them up an gets them to darnse befor she eets them. But that's jus Dilly.

Bye fer now!