Showing posts with label World War I flying ace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label World War I flying ace. Show all posts

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Mor Thogts on Vedrenz an Othr Warriyrz


Musashi Sez:

Now I iz cleerlee a kittee peeple, an is well-noen how kittee an doggee peeple don’t alwaez get along so gud. But yestrdae, Mom an me wer surfin the Innerwebs togethr. We
found this sit about doggeez whu was soldjrz, from the Werld Warz to the now war. An we boft thogted that we shud comememorayt thoz brayv doggeez fer halpin keep the werld sayf fer demokrissee an crooltee-freeness an stuff.

(I shud point out tho, that wen I akskd Mom wher the war kitteez wer, she thogted fer a whyl an sed, “Wull, they’r probabul the offislers, wudn’t yu thingk?” An of cors, she probabul rigt. Huh.)

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Whu This Waltr Mittee Gy?





Musashi Sez:

So mai mom is tellin me I’m jus lik that Waltr Mittee. But he is not lik Jim Bond or that CIA laydee, Victorier or Valereir or whuevr.

He is mor like Snoopee (the doggee), whu have lots goin on all the tim. He is alwaes bein a Werld War 1 flyin ays or a rays car dryvr, or a lawyr, or astronot, or Beegul Skout, or inshurins saylzman, or somthin egsytin lik that.

So why I am lik this Waltr gy instead of Snoopee, I don’t noe. Cuz Waltr is a hoomin gy, an Snooppee is a doggie gy, an sins I walks on all 4s somtims—ok, mos of the tim—I thingk I’s mor like Snoopee.

Somtimz, mom is jus weerd. That’s all.