Whuts dis? Hay! Whi yew wakes myneself up? im was haffin a nicnic dreem. Whuts yew wanf? Is yew loss? Wheers yer mommy? Howes yew gittid heer? Donf yew knos howstu tawk? Sed Bahhhhhh!
Seems tu myneself dat yew wanstu git tu kno myneself beddir. Whats dat? Yew wanstu meets Bloo? Is yew gonna behaff yewself? Okee dokee den. im willed infrowduse yew tu Bloo.
Bloo, kumed heer! Oh dere yew is. Dis liddil felow wanstu meets yerself. Bloo dis is....er... Yew forgitted tu telf myneself yer nayme. Yew gots one? Yew due? Whatsit den? Okee dokee. Lettuce tri dis agin. Bloo dis is Ewey. Ewey, dis is Bloo myne furs sheep. Yew kin bes myne sekint sheep iffin yews wantu.
im luv yew Bloo buts im kin luff anuffir sheeps tu. Wes kin haff a sheep farm iffin yew wanstu. im giff yew a baff. Yew due luffs baffs donf yew? im finking dis canf bes tu hard a jobi fur myneself.
Now yew jus wayte yer turn liddil Ewey. im busi wid Bloo. Wheers yer manirs? Didnf yer mommy teeched yew ani? Yew haffa leern sumfing cawled paychins. Dat meens yew haffa waytes yer turn.
Oh fur Bast sakes! Dis sheep keefin is turnin outs tu be a lotta wurk. im finking dat im gonna kneeds awl da helf im kin gits iffin im gonna haff a farm.
Ana barn an sum fensis an sum grass ana d*g. im beddir gits busi. Frum da luks ob fings, im donf haff muc tyme!
