Showing posts with label goats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label goats. Show all posts

Saturday, October 31, 2009

MOM KIN’T SPEL!!!


Musashi Sez:

(Sigh!) I loves mai mom. She kin be verree cool, lik wen I wants to unnerstan the inner werkins of her printr an she tellz me that mai paws cud mayk it not werk, so she stan ther to keeps me from tutchin it but she don’t throws me out into the livin room. Cuz she unnerstan how amayzin that whrrrrr! sound is! Jus lik the DVD playr, almos.

But she not alwaez so gud at LOLCat speek. She alwaes tryin to yooz whut the Frentch callz “Foz-ameez” or fals frenz, werds that soun the saym in yer langwudj, but don’t meen the saym thin. So yestertsdae, I tol her I wanted to dress up like goetz, an she talks about beerdz and othr stuff, but she soun lik she unnerstan, so I dozn’t thingks mutch mor abouts it. Then this mornin, she tellz me about the costoom she thogted up fer me, wift a beerd and hornz and eevn hoofs!!!

An I sez, “Whut’s that???”

An she sez, “Is goets costoom, lik yu sed.”

An I sez, “That not a goets. A goets go “Whuuu-ooooo! an floets aroun in yer closit. An mebbe he som ded gy whu can’t tayk the nap, so he gots to floets aroun. I don’t thingk he gots to hav beerd. An them hornz an hoofz are kinda judjmentl, dontchu thingk?”

“Wait!” she sez, lookin all confuzzld. “Yu meens ghost?”

An I sez, “Yah, yu kin call it goast if yu wantu.”

An aftr that it tukt som time, so we din’t get a gud pikchur of me, but if yu imajin all the orinj parts on this pikchur to be blak, the yu gots the right ideer!

Friday, October 30, 2009

Rethingkin That HolloWeen Costoom Thing



Musashi Sez:

Well, Mom’s frends has the flu, so she is hezytent about goin to a HolloWeen Partee. So mai ideerz about costoomz aren’t goin to be so yoosful this yeer. This a payn, cleerlee. But!!!

We kin still has fun at hom! I aksd Mom whu ar the hansomist gyz in Inglish litratchoor or histree. She sugjestid foks lik Sir Waltr Rallee, an Mistr Darcy an Harree Pottr an then ran out of steem.

I sed, “Huh. Mistr Darcy is no fun. But whut about them gyz he wuz alwaes figtin wift that Lizzlebet chick?”

“What are you talking about, Musashi?”

“Yu noes! Thoz foks whu falls apart? In that book yu red this summr?”

“Oh! The zombies from Pride & Prejudice & Zombies. Right. I forgot.”

“Huh. That cuz yer lif is jus too egsytin. If yu spends yer tim watchin leevs an joggrs out the windo, yu wud rememmeber the zombeez bettrer.”

“I’m sure you’re right. Well, what about Harry Potter? You could zoom around on an invisible flying broom.”

“Yah, that has its gud points. But I ben thingkin I shud be goets.”

“A goat?”

“Yup.”

“With a beard and horns?”

“I dunno about that. But they jenrallee whit and they runs around a lot.”

“Well, if that’s what you want…”