Sunday, January 31, 2010
A Jok an a Innerducshun
First I tells yu a jok I mayd up. See Mom wuz complaynin wen I descrybd her waystcot as bein plad. An she got all stuffee an sed, “Huh! It’s not plaid. It’s tartan!” An I sed, “That’s cuz all thoz Scottish gyz is all tartid up!” Hnrf, hnrf, hnrf!
But annewae, I want to innerdoos yu to a reellee grayt buncha gyz, the Teenayj Ninja Myootint Turtlz. I shows yu a piktchur of Raphael, my favrit, whu wayr the red bananda an whu figt wift theez funnee Japaneez sai, which are sorta like claws if yu don’t hav anee yerself.