Cwimble time is bonkerz!

Now den... I don't knoo about yoo, but I fink cwimble time is a bit billy bonkerz. I meanin, hoomins tell da BT all twelve munffs dey shud not run off or sniff any stwange dude dey don't knoo. Also not to take any noms fwom hoodude's dat luk well dodgy pot. Den... den, wen it gets cold an dark time, evewy peeps say dey celebwate sum speckle hoomin dat woz ere fousands ov days ago, who has long fur on his head and fur on chin. Yoo knoos, a bit like Billy Connolly but not as chuckle chuckle!

Now, dis is da bit dat pickles me noggin. At dis time ov da calenda, hoomum an hoodad bark me dat fings change.  Dey bark dat a uvver speckle chunky hoomin, who has long fur on head an fur on chin but wiv a big wed suit but not Billy Connolly... is OK! Now, I neva seen dis chunky hoomin befaw, I neva sniffed befaw, an certainly neva been zoomin wiv befaw!  Dis dude is goin to bwake in to me hoocave, an leave me noms an BT stuff, den do da same fing to next door!!  Now me so confused.com!!

Anyway, next tail wag. Hoomins ave all da year to get weady for cwimble, but dey is still not sorted. I mean, hoomums stwessed about makin plenty noms for da hoomins. Hoodad stwessed coz he can't get da cwimble twee lites to go blinky blinky!

Hoonan turns up to cwimble noms an lost her teef, so haz to suck on da chiken an dwink da gwavy.  Den wen hoopah haz nomed all da spwouts, falls asleep in da chair an does big smelly toot toots an blames da BT!! Wot is dat all about eh!!

Da hoopups get noo toys but hoodad fawgot to get dem battewies, now all da shops is shut. So hoodad goes in to his big kennel to look faw battewies. Hoopups put da battewies in da wong way, so noffin werks.  All dis time, da BT needs to go numba 2!  Hoodad finds hoonans teef, next to da mucky beer!

At da end ov da day, all da hoomins chill by da telly fing.  Dey all look like da chunky hoomin, coz dey ate too many noms.

BT still needs to go numba 2!

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