Me Mud Fallow
We're having a phone thingy-mo-boby, I don't know what you're doing? I explain. Oh god! I'm not going to talk if you're going to putting it on the internet. But I'm going to do the same to Jenny! After. Without telling her? Maybe. That is evil. I'm going to put that. That is evil. So what, she would probably do same. No she wouldn't, she wouldn't put it on the internet. Because she doesn't know how, I don't know how. Pause. Wanna listen to mama mia?
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Thank's for waking me up! No problemo.
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Why don't you just record our conversation? Well, my darlng lttle wombat -I am so hight -not literally naturally-, good god - I can't type fast enough to follow this converstion properly, my idea is we do the same thing as in our...was it bonfire nigh sleepover when we recorded the stages of tidies or something any way we can do - Oh dear - same thing. Just record what have time to record. Well? Help, you need alot of help, an awfull lot of help! Why awfull? Because your babling and I know that I babble but I know I don't bable as bad as you. Okay, I'll talk slower, just on fall alsepp on me. Oh hell I'm not corecting -sigh - these mistakes to longer. So tell day, night. slept. Have you read my letter, have your got ajhasgfiraushgfvtqegrckvbytawznm. I GIVE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, 12 July 2008
Hey from Me and Mud! and later Fallow!
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