spartacatus – wuz just gladiator.

Its teh akshooul nastee ole pleh filled ‘maturs wiff dat scratchee ole
cornmeel.

I is a transplant to and frum suthern indiana. I is not eeten dem fried
green ‘maturs, not noe way, not noe how.

And yall cant makes mee.

*eers back, hoof in durt*

Ah shood check mah theol…telog…skripcha.

LOL

Same furr mee.

Onlee has meening furr teh makur.

An I tink, reelee, it bee a petee subject nawt wurth teh makur’s inturest.

Moar impoartant tings to do.

Now. If I am humble enuff not to care if sumwun is dum enuff too say,
“Oh, Kaffleen it!”…den shuddun teh makur bee ebbur so much moar
so?

srsly. I think peepul get much too wurried abowt uffundin teh Makur,
and it is juss annuddur distrackshun.

distrackshuns….NOT be good.

Ebbun iff I tore off mah arm in a machinerree accidunt, dat wurd wud not
escape mah lips. I juss hates it so bad.

Butt I not say nuffin too uddur peepull hoo say it. I just cringe inside.
*insert sickly smile heer*

Oh – ai furgot. Yoo nebber furgitz.

It wuz teh “ect” where ai got a bit off trak. Suddenlee had a hole noo meeining! But – bbq iz an “amplifier?” thank teh CC taht ai nebber rememberz to uze it, cuz ai think ai wudda dun it rong!

Ai’m still lukin fur the Shoo an rope thing. Missed it. Had to be out awl day. Ai heer it wuz amaizinglee funnee!

No, I’m Spartacatus!!

an paws – yoo nebber ceasees to amaize mee.

Ah gess it haz a flayvor, but teh flayvor iz ob pleh, and it iz nawt taystee awr nutrishush?

An we Kanadians too polyte to tell dem dey stinky. Maybee dey get a hint wen we keeps hour scarfs rapped rawnd ours fazes wunce winter be gone.

Just sayin.

mimes, too?

An ai am glad to heer that yoo ar strong in yur fayth. This is a wunderful thing indeed. But – ai think – we hav sumwhat diffrunt vues. But duzzn’t meen that we cannawt bee teh bestest of frenz. {{{{{{{no 1 in paricular}}}}}}}

But – an yoo know this iz troo, for ai hav sayed it offen befoar – ai stand awn this isshu wif gibbocat. Teh Jebus Christ, as ai see it in teh bibul – wud nebber objekt to using hiz nayme liek this. He wud shurlee find it verree funnee.

Frum “A Christmas Carol. Ghost ov Christmas Present speeking. This, ai beleve, iz what iz REELEE ment bai “taking hiz nayme in vain.”

“There are some upon this earth of yours,” returned the Spirit, “who lay claim to know us, and who do their deeds of passion, pride, ill-will, hatred, envy, bigotry, and selfishness in our name, who are as strange to us and all our kith and kin, as if they had never lived. Remember that, and charge their doings on themselves, not us.”

Fur teh rekord – ai am (oar wud bee, if ai were enething) – Lutheran.
“Hier stehe ich. Ich kann nicht anders.”

An now – anudder groop hug – becuz – reelee – we awl lubs each odder berree much. {{{{{{{{{groop}}}}}}}}

NOMNOMNOMNOM!!!!!

cant waitz till it time for green maters!!!