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Showing posts with label cayke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cayke. Show all posts

Monday, October 31, 2011

Woohoohoooooohahahaharrrrrr!!!!

WooooOOOOoooOOOooOOOOoooOOOoooOOOOHHAHAHAHAAAARRRR!!!

Hope yoov been having a happy Halloween, evrybody!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I've been chasing Dilly. She thinks I'm a ghost!

Then, wen Daddy popped owt to get sum milk, I wuddent let him bak in. I put my ghostly hed rownd the dor an mayde him jump insted.

Dilly's gon off now. Mummy sed she mite be plannin sum revenge but I rekkon sheez jus hiding like a scaredy reptile.

I'm off for cayke.

ByyYYYyyyYYYeeeEEEEeeeeEEEeeee!!!!



Wednesday, June 01, 2011

Berfday Cayke

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No; on hollyday
  • Simpsons: Yay!!
  • Tesco: No
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score:10 /10 Huzarr!!!
  • Overall Score: 7.32321/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Teehee! THANK kew awl for awl the nice messidges for me berfday! I shor had a grayte day!

Just as we Bears wer gettin reddy for the Pant Party in the eevnin, Mummy brort owt a cayke wiv a candle in it. Oh boy, I was havin sutch a frolikky time I had fergotten awl abowt a berfday cayke!!
I mayde a wish, an blew owt the candle...

That was wun small puff for a man, wun giant blow for an 8 inch Bear!

Then we went on wiv the Pant Party!!!!!
Horrayyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Erm, did yu notiss Grayum?
Hav anuther look-
HA! GOTCHA!

Yes, thare is ownly wun thing that can distrakt Grayum from a huge pile of freshly lornderd pants, an that's cayke. Spesifikly sumwun else's cayke. Wat a cheek!!!!!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Scrummy dizzerts.... an HELPPPPP!!!!!!!!!

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No
  • Simpsons:yes
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 6 (I waz hewmerin Zed) /10
  • Overall Score: 7.26115/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Lots haz been goin on heer at Granny's.

At the weekend, Daddy cayme to vizit. Do yu kno, he went to Football on the way- WIVOWT ME!!!!! Onnistly. I am owt ov his site for wun week an allreddy he is off doing stuff wivowt me. It jus shows yu. I am a much under-apryshyaytid Bear. Sumtimes I find myself wundering if he reelly diserves me.

Enyway.... on SUnday we awl went for a drive. We went down lots ov country laynes to show Granny the larst ov all the ortum leevs. It waz fun an we sor lots ov bunnys.

We stoppt at a crarft sentor an had Sunday Lunch. I waz a very geneross Bear (as is my ilk) an I shared all my dizzerts:

Heer is me sharin my coffee an walnut cayke wiv Daddy:
Heer is me sharin my lemon cheezcayke wiv Granny:
Heer is me sharin my treekol tart wiv Mummy:

See? I's geneross. I's WELL geneross.

This Sunday we ar awl goin bak home! An we ar taykin Granny too! She is coming to stay for a week. We ar also goin to bring the cats to liv wiv us now as they needs lots ov carfterin.
Heer is ware I need yor urgent help!!!! Dilly keeps tryin to put catnip on me!!!!! She is eevn runnin a poll abowt it on her blog. Pleez can yu go an vote "NO"!!! I'm allreddy small an the sayme culler as a mowsie. Mr Scooter an Miss Fluffy don't need eny mor encurridgement!!!!


Bye fer now!

Thursday, October 01, 2009

Alpacas an drorabol caykes.

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No
  • Simpsons:yes; Bart got a restraining order to keep him away from Lisa. Servs him rite! Leev Lisa alone!
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 8 /10
  • Overall Score: 7ish/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Oh boy! I missed my blog's 3rd anniversary! It waz on September 28th! Ha! Here is a link to my very ferst post if yu want to hav a luk! It haz my gradewayshun foto on it. Ahhhh. Those wer the days. Hehe!

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We had a nice time at Granny's for a few days!
We took her to an Open Day at an Alpaca Farm!
Eevn tho it's ment to be Ortum, it was hot hot hot! Speshly if yor cuverd in ferr. The pacas wer all shayved so they wer ok. We like alpacas. They had lots thare.... get reddy for lots of paca fotoes!I like the way this wun is havin a lie down!
Slurp slurp slurp...
Abowt to play "Paca, not-a-paca!"-
This wun is defnitly larffin-
Hullo Mummy! (We tryd to get a pic ov Granny but she wuddent keep still!)Wen they shayved them they dident shayve thare tails an thare bottoms look reellybig now, I think!
"Wy hullo thare!"The bit left on top ov thare heds is calld a "top-knot" but the man sed that in Merryka they call it a "bonnet". Oh boy. Dilly went on an on abowt that wun. Sheez mor bonnet-obsesst than a Jane Austen convenshun.
They wer selling theez masheens to peepol hoo keep alpacas. It suks up all the poo. It's a Poover! Hahahaha!!! A Poover, geddit?? HAHAHAH!!!!They had stuff for sale mayde from wool an felt. I bort Granny sum soks mayde from alpaca-wool, cos her feet hurt wen they get cold an alpaca wool is very warm. I told her to put her new soks in her top drorr so that she will find them wen it gets cold. Better still, I sed, put them in yor pant dror, cos then yu will notiss them evry mornin, cos hoo wuddent notiss sumthin fluffy in yor pants? -An then, yu see, yu will remember them wen it gets cold. I'm a very helpful Bear.

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Bak at Granny's we had a grayte cayke. It's calld "Battenburg Cayke". I don't kno wy it's calld that. It has diffrent cullerd sponge skwares stuk together wiv apricot jam, then sum almondy marzepan rapt all rownd it.Daddy sed that at the end ov skool term he arkst the children in his clarss wat cayke they wud like to hav as a speshol treet on thare larst day. Wun littol boy put his hand up an sed, "I don't kno wat my fayvrit cayke is calld but I can dror it!" an he drew this wun, an evrywun knew wat he ment!!!

Wat's yor fayvrit cayke? (I kwite like carrot cayke.)

Bye fer now!

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Oooo mor cayke!!!

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: yes: walkt thare wiv Mummy cos she waz feellin fat (serves her rite for eetin so mutch ov Daddy's berfday cayke then) an I had a good ride in the trolley. Spottid a yung boy hoo had brort his cuddly cat along for a ride too. Me an the cat exchaynged knowin looks befor the boy herld him owt ov the trolley. Sigh. The abewse wiv wich wun haz to put up.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10! HAHAHA! Bak on form, my frends! /10
  • Overall Score: 7.839/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wa-heyy!!!!!! Lookie-at! I got my formattin bak!

Well it is warmin up agen heer an is in the 70's F wich is kwite warm if yu hav to go arownd in ferr, eevn if, like me, yu hav desydid to go oh-naturell laytely (hehe!).

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Arnty Jo cayme up to vizit today cos it waz her berfday. This ment sumthing very important: MOR CAYKE!!!


Arnty Jo an her choklit berfday cayke.
She issent 10, we just cuddent fit the uther 31 candols on.

She an Mummy went shoppin. Mummy sed she waz lookin forward to it cos she sez that me an Daddy don't like to browse mutch an she an Jo wantid to go to a crarft shop an just wander abowt going "Oooo" like laydeez do in shops.
I don't kno wat she meens reelly, I hav never knowingly rusht owt ov an underpant department. I wud very willingly browse thare. In fakt, I distinktly remember a sekurity gard comin to find me in Debenams wunce cos they wantid to close.

- Havin a nice kip in a bra, I was. Me an Grayum had slung wun between 2 hangers an mayde a comfy hammock. Wun Bear eech side. Nice, it waz. We had just werkt owt how to twist the hooky bits owt the way so that they dident keep catching on Grayum's ear, wen along comes this fat bloke in a hat an sez it's closing time. Spoil sport....

Pppttff!

Enyway. Mummy an Jo wer gon abowt 3 hours. Wen they got bak Daddy arskt wat shops they'd been to, an they had ownly been to wun!
Then thare waz drinking of tea an dunking ov minty choklit biskits calld Viscounts, befor Jo left.

Ha! I
knew if I hid the larst 2 slices ov cayke under a bowl they wud all forget abowt them! An so they wer mine, all mine!
Well, wayste not want not!

Bye fer now!

Friday, March 27, 2009

500th post pawty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Welcome to my 500th Post Sellybrayshun Party Weekend!!!!
THANK YU all for markin this orspishus landmark wiv me.
An THANK YU all for vizitin me over the last cuppol ov yeers an maykin bloggin sutch grayte fun!!
I've reelly enjoyd meetin yu all!

Enyway, abowt this pawty....

  • To join in, leev sum jokes in the comments sekshun for evrywun to enjoy! Thare will be a prize for the wun that maykes me larff most, to be annownst on Munday!!!
  • Copy an post the abuv pikcher ov me in sellybraytery hat garb onto yor blog, if yu can. It's not compulsory but wud help spred the werd!!!!
NOW wat do we hav for yu?........

CAYKES!!!!Mmmm... Mummy's freshly mayde appol an almond muffins...

SCOOBY SNAKS!!!!
Yummy biskits!Oooo.... Oirish choklits!!
GINGER BEER!!!
Wayte a min.... wat's that Grayum's hidin behind his bak???

PANT PEN!!!!!
Wa-heyyy! FROLICK!!!!

an our Speshul gest....
A POLE DANCER!!!! (Bet yu wernt expektin THAT wun! HAHAHA!)
Clik on the video* an enjoy!
(Yunger Bears shud avert theyer eyes.
Unless theyer mummy issent arrownd, in wich cayse, Yo!)

*If yu carnt see the video thare, try HEER!


JOKES!!!!

Eskimo Jokes..........

Q: Wat duz an Eskimo keep his howse together wiv?

A: Iglue


Q:How often do Eskimos looz their trowzers?

A: Wunce in a bloo moon!


Q: Wat do yu call an Eskimo cow?

A: An Eskimoo.


Fishy Jokes.....

Q: Wat did the fish say wen he swam into the wall?
A: "Dam!"


Q: Wy ar goldfish orange?

A: The warter mayde them rusty.


Q: Wat is dry on the owtside, filld wiv warter an shoots throo bildings?
A: A fish tank.

Q: Wat part ov fish duzzent mayke eny sense?

A: The piece ov cod that passeth all understanding :@}


Q: Wy did the lobster blush?

A: He sor the oshen's bottom!!


Frog jokes...


Q: Whare do toads sit?

A: On toadstools, ov corse.

Q: Wat waz the cowboy frog calld?
A: Hoppalong Cassidy.

Q: Whare do frogs fly flags?
A: On tadpoles.

Q: Wat do yu get if yu cross a dog wiv a frog?
A: A dog that can lik yu from the uther side ov the street.

Dog jokes...

Q: Wy do dogs run in sercols?
A: Cos it's hard too run in skwares!

Q: How did the Scottish dog feel wen he sor the Loch Ness monster?
A: He waz terrier-fied!

Teacher: this essay abowt yor dog is the sayme as yor bruther's, werd for werd.
Boy: That's rite; it's the sayme dog.

Q: Wen is a blak dog not a blak dog?
A: Wen heez a greyhownd.

Q: Wen is a wite dog not a wite dog?
A: Wen heez a greyhownd.

Q: Wen is a brown dog not oh OK yu kno that wun.....

AN FINERLY......

I waz sittin in the cemetary an three men walkt parst carryin a coffin.
40 minuts layter they walkt by agen, carryin the sayme coffin.
I think they'd compleetly lost the plot...
HEHEHEHEHEEE!

THANK YU for comin along to joyne in! Don't forget to hand yor jokes in at the dor!! Weel be moovin the sellybrayshuns to Granny's howse tomorro, but I'll be bak Sunday nite.
So enjoy, an seeya soon!!!!!!!!!


Tuesday, February 24, 2009

CAYKE!!! (At larst!!!)

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: serspendid dew to very caykey nozes/10
  • Day Score: 7ish /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Hurray!!! We wer finerly abol to hav Chuck's goin away tea!!!!

Mummy bort this cayke speshly. It's called a Battenburg Cayke!! It's mayde from layers ov pink spunge an layers ov yello spunge, all stuk together wiv jam, an then cuverd in marzipan!!! WA-HEY!!

Sam had never seen enything like it befor an it mayde him giggol!

Thare waz plenty for evrywun, if they wer kwik enuff

Chuck seems to hav got a tayste for marzipan. It's the ferst time he taystid it since the Crismoss cayke an he went a bit mad.

I avoydid the pink bits.... the yello bits wer best... mnyum mnyum mnyum...

Dilly prferd the pink bits. Sheez so prediktabol.

Erm....
Chuck wassent that fussy:
"Ruwowwwowwwwrrrrrrooowwrrrrr!!!"

Arfterwoods, they showd us Chuck's shoppin:I think Dilly's bloggin abowt that.
I wassent that intrestid in wagon shoppin, to be onnist.
Thare dident seem to be enything Bearish or choklitty...

But then, just wen I thort he haddent got us enything,
he brort owt sum choklit bunnys!!!!

Ahhh.... heez allrite, reelly, that Chuck!
I'll miss 'im.

Unfortchewitly I carnt miss 'im till tomorro, cos his playne waz canseld. Heez on anuther wun, tomorro, now. Thare's a taxi pikkin him up at 9 to tayke him to the airport. Spekt Dilly will want my fotografy skills to capcher the moment. Hey ho. Meenwile I better keep an eye on them. Don't want them goin awol agen. My beads carnt stand the stress.

Bye fer now!