La Vie Boheme

How the cope locked

So any wey I was junst siting in my househomme a few dey’s ago and their came a NOCK NOCK NOCK on my dore laud. And I gott up too see who it was and I thaunt it wuld be Roger or mebbe Pat or some 1 but no. It was a cope, GOD GOD GOD. I opand the dore and beforre I culd sey a word the cope sed Are you batt and I just sed yeop.

GOD GOD GOD I winsh I culd of junst crupled up the papper like this GOD

And then the cope locked in my ey’s and sed Sirr you are beng chordged winth a late fine chordge for junst not peying yo’ure tacket or whatever and I gott rill scarred and asked the cope if I was gong to have to go too jale or junst get tecken to the Polise stashin or mebbe get Qestined or andteroganted and I was soo tauted!!! But the cope sed no and junst hadded me a papper thet sed i hadd to go to a Cort on a sertin date, GOD GOD GOD!!!!

How the juger'man locked at me, I hatted it!!! he locked like All'mer Stooge or whatever from thet cartoone GOD

So any wey I wennt to the Cort on thet day (3 day’s from the timme the cope came) and hadd to tock to a big meen juger’man on a stend and tale abbout how I fargot and all so abbout how I wit my salf thet timme becuase the cope scarred me and so how it wa’snt my folt. But the juge stoped me and sed Thats enough yung man please stape over to the clork. And so I did and I was soo tauted and trpated junst then and I falt like poooo******ope.