WARNING: This blog is ritten in Bear English, wich is phonetic. An that is mor than yu can say abowt the werd "phonetic".
Showing posts with label farts in genrol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label farts in genrol. Show all posts

Sunday, May 26, 2013


Recent scores:
  • Gills: No, weer resting till the new seazon
  • Simpsons: No
  • Tesco:- Mummy went to Waitrose an the Co-Op. I hope she gets my berfday pressies from Tesco.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: dident do this as Daddy still has a cold! /10
  • Overall Score: 7.26569/10
HULLO BEARS AN NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Well  still can't get blogger to upload photo's.
Blogger obviossly ar on to my spying mishons an ar werking for dark anti-Bear forces.
Alexander Mackensie Bear did tell me how he got rownd them to put pikchers on his site, but wen I tryd it it dident werk. This proovs they ar to me!!!!
Feends!!
I am now unleeshing the Olympic-winning gift of fart into theyer generol direkshon.
Poo on them!
Poo wiv flys on on them!
S-my berfday tomorro- how am I goin to show wat I got?
Hurrumpf.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Kwestchun!

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No, but weer playin today so pleez get yor lukky bloo pants on!!!
  • Simpsons: No, but I've recorded it an I'll watch it layter wen Mummy an Granny hav gon shopping.
  • Tesco: Yes!!! I rode in the trolley on top of the kitchen payper.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.26893 /10- I jumpt owt in front ov Daddy's nose but dident giv him a nose hug. However, he THORT I waz goin to an he waz very serprized that I dident. Tharefor, arfter extended negoshiayshuns, I got a 9.26893 by default.
  • Overall Score: 8.0001/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

My good Bear chums, Jerry an Ben, hav ritten in wiv a poser ov a kwestchun an arskt if I can help:
DeeR Bob:

Ben And Mee hav a kweston four You: what doo you think Bout Yucky Brussal Sproutts that Papa maKs you eet four dinner. Ben And Mee think they Be beary Yucky And stinky And wE think Bears nott hav to eet them. We wate four yor amswur, your pals, Jerry and Ben.

Hmmmm.... this is an intrestin wun! I must poynt owt that as Bears yu shuddent be mayde to eet or do enything yu don't want to do. It's like wen Mummy tells me I shud hav a bath. Well, I'm a Bear so nowun's the boss ov me! So I hope they ar not reelly MAYKING yu eet theez things.

As for sprowts themselvs, if yu cook them by steeming them, an grate sum nutmeg on them wile theyer cooking, this helps them not be bitter an yukky so mutch. Thare is also an entertayning aspekt to this ear-wax ov the vegtabol kingdom, an that's farts.

I speshly consultid my fart reference cards for yu:
Ah! I fownd wun that spesifically talks abowt sprowts, an it's calld the SBD: Silent-But-Deadly:
Heer is wat it sez:

A good way to overcome a dislike ov sprowts is to begin to appreeshyate the distinktiv fart odor that they develop into... it starts harmlessly enuff, sidling up to its victims as if to say 'be my frend' befor delivering a repellent, demonic pestilence that'll cleer a room in seconds.
If yu reelly don't like the tayste, hold yor nose wile yor swallowing them. If evrywun else is eeting them too, hold on to that nose layter!!!

HEHEHEHEHE!!!!

I hope I hav helpt yor dilemma a littol bit.


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Now...... GESS HOOZ BERFDAY IT WAS YESTERDAY?????
Winnie T Pooh's!!!!
He waz 85 yeers yung!
I sergest we all go arownd in just a T-shert an nuthing else all day (bloo lukky pants on heds, oviosly) in onner ov this grayte Bear!!!!

TTFN!!!

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

The wisdom of aige

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No
  • Simpsons: No; mist it
  • Tesco: No, they went to blinkin Somerfield insted. Bleagh!
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10 well thare wassent mutch else to do rownd heer /10
  • Overall Score: 7.6/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

I am a very observant Bear. I may hav menshund it. It's the Spy training, yu noe.
Today I am goin to tell yu abowt an observayshun I did the uther day.

Thare waz a laydy, a littol boy, an the littol boy's Grandad, all standin in a roe, lookin in a shop window. The sayme shop window that I was lookin in, akchewlly, cos thare wer sum nice caykes in it.

Enyway, all ov a sudden, the Grandad let rip an enormuss fart an insted ov sayin 'Sorry' or 'skewz me' or 'pardon', he sed, "WA-HEYY! GOTCHA!"
-HAAAAhahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!
The laydy sed to the littol boy that Grandaddy waz VERY rood but the littol boy just larft, an so did I. In fakt, I threw my arms up AT him!

Yu see, this man waz as old as a tree, an he had had YEERS to find the very best response to fartin in public, an he desydid that
"WA-HEYY! GOTCHA!"
waz the best. Issent that grayte? Hehehe! I think I may agree wiv him!

TTFN!