[Dailydrool] Dat Chilly Whut Iz Hot, Not Chilly

[yolandalyons at tm.net]

Ohboyohboyohboy, duz I ebber unnerstand whut yu iz tawkin' bowt, Brudder Elwood!  My liddul not-a-
Basset brudder Harvey eets Mom's chilly toonite an' da nayberhood watch groop finks dat der izza 
kemmikul attak frum anudder parta da werld!  Awlla owr nozes bern, my Dad's sighnusses meke hiz 
noze run, an' da wadder runz owtta owr eyeballz!  Geez, no place in da howse izza safe room, so I 
trize ta berry Harvey under hiz bed so'z peepul duzn't fink he'z dedd.  Nope, duzn't werk.  Mebbe 
I ken get Mom ta let us owtside an' den I ken berry Harvey in da snow ... oh no, bet dat woodn't 
werk cuz he wood jus' let go wif hiz seekrut weppun, melt da snow an' get free an' den he wood 
jus' komm bak into da howse.
 
Awww geez, Harvey!  Cudditowt!  AAARRRRRGHHHHHH!
 
Buddy "Da Holy Terrer ub Mishgun"