Hi, my name is mama hick and I hae three dogs. They're called spinky, binky, and patch. I love my dogs. Some people say that I am obsessed with them, but I say that I am simply someone who likes dogs. I hate running. But my dogs like it. So they drag me on their leashes. It sux. I hate running.
Il've put my turban and my muu muu on. Now I was ready to face another day. I wish that bonehilda would stop knocking on my door. I don't want her services. She needs to go back to the coffin in the goth house, because that is where she lives, with the goth family. I look in the mirror and I see that I am beautiful in my turban and muu mum. My dogs look at me and they say "you are beautiful" but they say it in doglish so really they say "rrrggghhh rggghhhh:=".
"Snargy no no!" I say to them, patting them on the head. I love my dogs. "Mushu mushu, eh, snogadar!" They yap excitely. Becaue they love running.
Anyway.
It's time for me to go to the general store.
"ring ring" I hear the phone ringing "shu shu!" I say into the receiver, "mogie mogie?"
"snargy!" the voice says.
Brilliant! The taxi will swing by shortly to pick me up.
Transit takes three hours. The inside of the taxi is blue. I try to make small talk with the taxi driver. "Aaarr…redlo, gobasho?"
"Nargo," he mutters. Hmm. Perhaps talking wasn't the best idea. "Ouro, treha…" I whisper to myself, watching the blueness out of the window.
Finally we arrive at the general stores. There's that infernal Goth family. I say hello, even though I hate them. "Shu shu…"
"Shu shu….." they hate me too.
At the shop I buy some groceries. Prices have really gone up lately. I have nearly no money left. I start crying. "Blargh, argharhghgargharghgh," Then suddenly bella goth comes up to me and says, "Nargo, blerdishoo. Gehopo!" I scream in shock and hit her with my handbag.
And that's the story of how I became Mrs. Mama Crumplebottom.