I'b down wib a code. By nose id thuck and air-con id by biggeth edeby.
Thigh.
Cand dju underthand what i'b thaying?
I'b got a CODE! A CODE!
*AHCHOOOOOO...*
*sniffle... Hooooonk*
Ethcuth be while I go brow by dothe.
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Translation:
I'm done with my coat. My fold is muck and air-con is my beefest alibi.
High.
Can u underhand what I'm baying?
I've got a COAT! A COAT!
*AHCHOOOOOO...*
*sniffle... Hooooonk*
Eskew me while I go bow my nose
hahahahha...... u 2 r hilarious!!!!
Kai: glad that ur sense of humour is not a wee bit affected by ur code!
Rest well...i know how misearable it feels to be down with a code...
Btw, it took me a while to decode ur msg! :)
I'm down with a cold. My nose is stuck and air-con is my biggest enemy.
Sigh.
Can you understand what i'm saying?
I've got a COLD! A COLD!
*AHCHOOOOOO...*
*sniffle... Hooooonk*
Excuse me while I go blow my nose.
ROFL!!!!
The comments are so interesting :D
CL: Thanks! =) yes, a code can be quite a miserable thing. *Sniffle*
and the prize goes to Sparkleberry ;)
Twas mee hoo pahssed on da coat!
Twas daz Deener lust munndae wit annon & queerkee dat grave dem dee buug.
But now Ive recovered and my nose is clear, glad to have friends who share everything... ;-)
Thanks for writing this.
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