my, my, my. todate mather had given me sum disappointment. she had seen mine blag and had sed: "No, Buttun, we are NOT going to the Oscar ceremonies and partays, we are going to watch it on TV. Thairfour, you ken not bother with wan tucks." My, my, my. How she had built up MINE trip and tha Oskars and how had she grately let me down. I had communicated to all dags in the perk and dag run that i am going. I feel "embarrassed" and maybe I will run off and sneek in. That is a grate part of being lettle. You ken sneek in.
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| MINE eyes are saying "my, my, my." |
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