La Vie Boheme

Last weakind Roger a&nd his brather Mikke camme ovar to visset me at my househomme with ouwt evan leting me no ferst.  I hadde junst fenished woching Yent’l’s agin and junst spining somme timme with my Self so I was galad thet thay dint comme erlier.  Roger and Mikke came in To my househomme with OUT EVAN NOKING 1CE GOD GOD GOD so I hadde junst putte the touwls in the Hemper and thengs.  Roger tole me thet Mikke was a Farmsisste and I sed Gosh Mikke I thot you hadde to go to skoul a lang timme to be a rill bigge pourfull Farmsisste and Roger junst hawld off an slaped my fase and sed damit Batt doan tawk liak thet to my Brather an I sed I junst wanted to no houw he gotte to be a Farmsisste so fest and was it hord?

Thin Mikke sed he wasnt rilly a bigge pourful Farmsisste oll the way yet an thet he wasse still in the vary spashul bigge pourful Farmsisste skoul an he sed the skoul was in Kannada an I wundnt evan regagnize it so to shat opp so I didde.  Thin Mikke sed thet port of what he hadde to dou to be Comme a Farmsisste was werks with Drags a lotte and lirn  houw to makke thim his Self so thet wass whet he was dong rite nouw.

Roger sed damit Batt wear hongrie so go to yur Kichin and makke us some fuds rite now and I junst sed yeop and wint to the Kichin and storted cuking opp some spigatty and meet’s bolls.  An evan a salid!  Roger wint to the figerater and got ouwt somme Pessi Koler and poard 3 glses of it and evan 1 foar me wich he nevar evan deos!! :) Wile I was cuking Roger sed hay Batt luk hooz hear and rite thin JonJon an 2 of his frins camed in!  Wouw it was a reglir portie in my househomme an thay camed in an sittd douwn and wanned Pessi Koler to and so a pouwerd it foar them oll.

Roger and Jonjon kepp lafftring and tokking rill louw and thin Roger sed Hay Batt go to the garaj and breng me a screud drivar an I junst sed ueop and wint and didde it an whin I camme beck Roger and Mikke and Jonjon were all snigaring and laffing and Roger sed Drenk this Pessi Koler I pouwerd foar you dammit and he hanned me the glaz.  Thay was all loanking at me fony and so I junst drenkd it douwn evan tho it taystd kine a fony and what Ever but I drenked it any Way. An Roger musta putte xtra Sugers in mine caouse thare was some Wet Pouwdoar at the bottum of the glaz whin I was donne.

So I wint beck to the Kichin and chiked the spagetty and sose and stuff and thin I storted notising thet everbady alse was junst starring at me.

GOD GOD GOD Roger junst drived opp to my househomme and I wil fenish this latoar GOD