Mie reeley badd day
wering, texus- hi. my name iz Hart. I am winstuns gnu puppee. He iz reeley bisy so i told hem i wood rite his blawg 4 hem. butt the thing iz i am not vary goot at typeeng yut. i nneed 2 praktis a lawt.
aneeway, muunday i wok up at lik 4 oclok thirdy lik i allways doo in tha morneeng. + i saw this blak kord and i wunted to not byt it beekus winstun always yales at mee wen i doo butt it wuz just thare and i wunted too byt it reeel badd so i did and than this bigg hevy thang fell WAM! on my hed and i wuz like ow! itt hurd reeley reeley badd.
winstun wuz lik 'hart dont cheew on the irun kord so i gess that thing that felll on my hed iz cawled an irun. it wuz bigg and hevy and it hurd reeely badd.
aneeway, i gott all eggzited afterr that bekuz winstun startud th truk witch meens we r goonn go sumwhere . so i loded up in the bak and we drov 2 the vett!! yeh!! i wuz lik BUMMMERR! so winstun left mee ther sorree basturd and they gav mee som medusin and i tewk a reeley lawng napp and wen i woke up...git this...MI BALLS WUR GAWN! I luked all ovur 4 them butt thay wer noware too bee fownd.
wut a day! that nite i cooldnet beleeve wut a crazee day it had ben. betwin the irun on mi hed and mi bawls fawlen awf it wuz all moist 2 much too handul.
aneeway mi paws r tirud soo i am stawpeeng of th typeeng now. i wil rite a blawg ladur eef winstun letts mi.
thet's th storee uf mi lif...
aneeway, muunday i wok up at lik 4 oclok thirdy lik i allways doo in tha morneeng. + i saw this blak kord and i wunted to not byt it beekus winstun always yales at mee wen i doo butt it wuz just thare and i wunted too byt it reeel badd so i did and than this bigg hevy thang fell WAM! on my hed and i wuz like ow! itt hurd reeley reeley badd.
winstun wuz lik 'hart dont cheew on the irun kord so i gess that thing that felll on my hed iz cawled an irun. it wuz bigg and hevy and it hurd reeely badd.
aneeway, i gott all eggzited afterr that bekuz winstun startud th truk witch meens we r goonn go sumwhere . so i loded up in the bak and we drov 2 the vett!! yeh!! i wuz lik BUMMMERR! so winstun left mee ther sorree basturd and they gav mee som medusin and i tewk a reeley lawng napp and wen i woke up...git this...MI BALLS WUR GAWN! I luked all ovur 4 them butt thay wer noware too bee fownd.
wut a day! that nite i cooldnet beleeve wut a crazee day it had ben. betwin the irun on mi hed and mi bawls fawlen awf it wuz all moist 2 much too handul.
aneeway mi paws r tirud soo i am stawpeeng of th typeeng now. i wil rite a blawg ladur eef winstun letts mi.
thet's th storee uf mi lif...
posted by Winston A. Hall at 1:50 PM
1 Comments:
hey... haven't left a comment in a while (so sorry 'bout that) so i thought i'd say hello
your puppy sounds adorable... i'm excited to see his typing improve as time goes by. poor baby though... hit in the head with an iron and getting his balls chopped off all in one day
i hope you gave him a nice treat after all that
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