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Showing posts with label Slug Hurling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Slug Hurling. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 08, 2012

My Gardnin entry

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Jerry an Ben ar hostin the Olympic Gardnin Event.
Heer's my entry:
As yu may hav gest, I am gardnin in the dark heer. This is becos I am gardin the marigolds from slugs.
Yu can see wun in this pikcher:

We hav had an invayszun ov slugs. SPANISH wuns. They aren't like the British wuns (small, pale an slimy) they ar dry looking an HEWGE an brown an hav ridges along the sides. We get LOADS. It's like WAR owt thare, wiv the Spanish slugs arfter me French marigolds. As yewsual, the French hav sumwun to fite for them, ME! HAHAHAHAHAHA Mummy just told me to deleet that bit but I won't. Jus don't let Henry reed it.

Mummy an Daddy collektid 73 in a bukket wun nite an took them for a walk throo a littol woody lane, ware they thort the slugs mite like to stay. A few nites layter, Mummy fownd lots mor still in the garden so she invented the sport of Slug Hurling. (Thare is a partikewlar nayber rownd heer hoom we call The Pillok, an she was kind enuff to share the slugs wiv him, via a short sharp flite off the end ov a trowel.)

Anyway, it's SYNCHRONISED SITTING TOMORROW!!!! DOn't ferget to email me yor pic or put it on yor blog!!!!

TTFN!!!!!!!!!

Bob T Bear (esq)