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Showing posts with label trapping Aliens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trapping Aliens. Show all posts

Friday, October 07, 2011

That was close!!!!!!

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No
  • Simpsons: No
  • Tesco: Yes, a mercy run for Mummy's emergency choklit.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5 /10
  • Overall Score: 7.2868/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Do yu remember the Pant Alien? Calamity Jane cayme across him a few yeers ago, an sent to him to us. Arfter sum panik an sum emergency pant-alien-trap manufacture, he settold down to life in the pant dror, popping owt on Wendzdays for the occayshunal cheez an pikkol sandwich.

WELL!! Today I cort him owt ov the dror, an mischiffing, an it cud hav bin reelly seerius!!!!!


HEY YU!! WAT AR YU UP TO??

WAT THE?

WARE DID HE GO??


THARE HE GOZE! AN HEEZ GOT MY INVISIBILITY PANTS!!!

OI!!!!!!!!!!
BAK IN THE PANT DROR, WIV YU!

PHEW! THAT WAZ CLOSE!
Theez arnt jus eny pant, yu see.
To yor untrayned eye they may seem to be an aynchent Crismoss relik, wat wiv the Rudolf motif, but aha! Theez ar my speshol Invisibility Pants,
for mishuns of speshol, diverse infincibility an cunning!

WATCH! I SHALL DEMONSTRAYTE!
They don't werk till they ar rite on top ov yor hed....

an...... TA-DAR!!!!!!

....an NOW I'M BAK!
HEHEHE! So now yu see how bad it wud be if theez fell into the rong paws or hands. Or talons. Let's just say feet.

Hav yu got eny invisibility pants?
Ov corse, unless yu've akchewly tryd a pair ov Crismoss pants on yor hed, yor not likely to noe, ar yu.....

Monday, February 01, 2010

GOTTIM!!!!!

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No
  • Simpsons: no
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10- got Granny! /10
  • Overall Score: 7.11165/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

We got home larst nite from Granny's howse.

I had left the uther Bears wiv a bloo-print ov a cunning trap I had devized for the Alien, and, as it waz a trap so cunning it cud hav wun a Cunning Prize from Oxford University, it werkt!!!!

Enyway, heer iz the bloo-print I drew for my Bear Speshol Akshun Skwod:


An heer iz the result! Ta-dar!!!GOTCHA!!!!!!!!!!
OK.
Now wat I am goin to do is keep him in the trap an DO HIM A GOOD TALKING TO.
I hope that wunce he noes the rools ov the howse it will be ok. Partikewlarly the rools on pant distribewshun. He is so hyper, I had to trap him ferst to mayke him be still long enuff to lissen to me, yu see.

ONNISTLY! Sum speesheez! They ar so attenshun-seeking! Pah!

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(Mummy sez she is serprized the Alien's pant-steeling antiks needed to be kertayled at all, as she thort he wud be mor at home wiv Daddy's soks, given that they too ar an Alien speesheez.)

(
I think she waz bein a bit cheeky.)

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We ar heer for this week an then bak to Granny's for next week. We ar doin a wun week thare, wun week heer sort ov thing, so that Mummy can still keep an eye on Granny an help her wiv stuff. Daddy sez he reelly misses Mummy wen she is not heer, but I rekkon he haz a good frolik, judging by the amount ov his clothes that ar on the flor. Ha!