"Hi, dis be Muldoone, officialist Wainbow Bwidge Gweeter and I be a
wed-faced fewett.  I was apposed to wocate Conan for Sam who awwived
yeserday.  Dere be wots goings on here at da Bwidge and sumtimes I
forgets."
 
Dat weunion party went on for a wong time.  We boy fewets we knows how to
party down.  We guys not be wike da gurls, we not bwush one anodder or do
odder sissy gurl fewet stuff, we wikes to eat wots of food; 'specially
waisins, dey be fewet-go-power.  In da middle of da party, we hears a
nock-nock-nock on da door.  I tought it may be Nanna tellin us to keeps
it down but when Sam goes to sees whos it be at da door I hears wots of
noise so for sur I tink it be Nanna but it not be Nanna, it be Sam's
fwiend Conan, my fwiend Scudder wocate Conan and sends him to da party.
Dose silly fewets waffs and hugs and westles and waffs some more.  I
tought I been at wild parties afore but dis one be the wildest.  I guess
maybe we did gets too woud cause Nanna did comes and bang on our door.
Dat Nanna, she not wike gettin wokes up in da middles of da night.  I
sees dat she hab a new fwannel nightgown on, guess she gots wid of her
cowboy jammies I weaves for her in pwace of her fwannel nightgown.  Maybe
it be time for anodder nightgown waid.
 
By da time we gets done partying da sun be be up and I be face down in my
hammy.  What a party and I now be one of da Crew!!!
[Posted in FML issue 4750]