Thursday, May 26, 2016

Kamp Fircrest has moved to the oshun …



…  apparently.  We heer these guys screeching all the time but Skot told Als to avoid menshuning to the nayber what is happneen to ther rufe.
 

Thers been a few other minor changes at kamp since ar last visit - it looks a bit different, they got rid of some sh*t, but at it least stinks the same.


They have a diffrent couch as you kno, extra wide on top speshally pikt to dubble as a bed. 

And the rooteen is gud – PB toast, gardin, (the plants and gardin the rode)  
Sheesh Als! this is not my best side



wak, rest up wile they koffee - sometimes home

sometimes away
hey! wat the!!!??  they sed no super kute dogs was aloud at the koffee shop!!  sumbuddy report that trespasser!!
ya that's rite Skot, you bedder ignor them !!!  just bike away, bike away

tooter, treets, TV time, 

I sleep gud, repeat.

 That katstard Herb that livs next door was teezin me on the deck by dozing on the chare lookin at me!  It tuk Skot 2 minnits to go downstairs and put on hiz shoes. He was gonna move Herb but he moved himself. Very doushily I mite add. By the way this is 7:30am on a Saterday, the nayburs must be prowd of my vigilants.
I no you miss me so downlode this and play it wenever you want. 
Hoo new? Als wud be wun of those krewl peeple that would rather film the kid running into a tree on there bike that go over and help them.  Dont wurry, Herb and i had - as Skott calls it - an "interaction" later in the yard. We run into each other, i made for 'im, he yeowled like the kat out of hell he is and bolted up the fence. Wat a pussy!  Anythin that happins now is totely on him.

Okay, bak to it for now.  Don’t catch all the fish,

Happy Barkday, Bill  !!      


Love, me

(don’t they all?)