Tuesday, April 7, 2009

From Kathy with a K.

Donza avor putt yora boots avay!!!! Holi Cowa, tha ski turnd tha colar ofv woola died dark wyth powdar froom grond sea rokz. Evorthing els turnd tha colar ofv milk witha crem inn itt, butta tha glaz windoes ald lookd blakish.

Tha vilig gotta kquitt forah wyl. kno bryds, kno khildrans, kno animules, kno cartsa coold be herda.

Ald tha peepole knen whannaws coming. Tha wintar witkiz anda goblirs wold have thar vay, wyth thim. Canot cee thim, butt u cann herr thim. Thay howl, screem, and lauf, az thay swirall arond inn the chimbanees, and harthz, anda ratle tha windoes anda doerz. How happee thay r too gitta cancz too bloow ott a fier inn a harthz.

Tha wynds went wyld, ooo how fast thay bloo. Thoz goblirs luv tha wynd, thay flapd anda twirld anda poold at ald tha hutts.

Snow flue sydwyz at tha land. Tha ryn bloo sydwyz too. Itt froz az itt hyt tha treez, howzez anoa fenzez. Ooo tha por byrdz war thrown bak intoo tha tre branciz.

Soo tha peepole knew ald thay cood do waz bery thimzulvs undar thar quiltz anda furrz inn thar hutts. Goblirs r vary hrd too cee, thay loke lyk wite webbz fliing fazt, tha webbz stik too evorthig onn tha hutts. Thar war yillonz ofv thim. Soo thay kovord tha hutts kyk frozta. Goblirrs luv too be frezin anda luv too heelp cill tha ayr.

Now tha wintar witkiz wayd thar wy too tha chimbanees, harthz, windoes, anda doerz. Thezz witkiz r natty. U woon rabit turnd from brown to whit from fere.

Tha wintar witkiz anda goblirs wer havng thar foon, ooo yez thay war. A goblir jumpd ona horzez bak anda rod itt soo fast allv tha fere fel offa tha horze, how horibell.

Horz anda horz pasd tha peepole cyrd thimzelvz too slepe. Thar ters turnd too iz undar thar quiltz. Wen that wook, tha snow hd stopd. Al tha doerz war pushd opend, evorwer tha peepole gathrd too akz, "who putt thar boots avay?"

Moral ofv storey: Wat evor u doo, donja avor putt your boots avay, a storm az alvays near. Tha end.

1 comment:

Jeff said...

Wi nøt trei a høliday in Sweden this yër? See the løveli lakes, the wøndërful telephøne system, and mäni interesting furry animals, including the majestik møøse.

A Møøse once bit my sister...

No realli! She was Karving her initials øn the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush given her by Svenge - her brother-in-law -an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian møvies: "The Høt Hands of an Oslo Dentist", "Fillings of Passion", "The Huge Mølars of Horst Nordfink"...

Mynd you, møøse bites Kan be pretty nasti...

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071853/