My canary with the stroke died yesterday. I am so relieved. I didn't mind hand-feeding her, but seeing her suffer was a different thing...so sad.
"Deeve fry huh!"
"No, Dear Confucius! I will not deep fry my bird!"
"Lightang up meng. Ich soony lay...bee eppy!"
"Dear Confucius, please excuse me, I have to go wire the pond border to prevent the Canada geese from coming up and eat my new grass."
"Jor lew aa...ss?"
"NO! Grass!"
"Boo-eng-no! Mee go jee-tuh-dee Jee-pang-neesh! Woast mee a guse for leener...Gra-jee-ass, mee ah-mee-go!"
"Grrr..."
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You are too funny... Takes me awhile to interpret your Confucius...
ReplyDeleteHope it brought you a smile...:)
ReplyDeleteYou see what I have to deal with???
ReplyDeleteJim: Grrrro (Confucius told me it's Grrr in Spanish)
ReplyDeleteIn Japanese, it's "Grrroto".
ReplyDeleteIn Vietnamese, it's "You should bring me a gift and beg for forgiveness."
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