Hey guess what? Me an' Momma has abducted a boxer girl for to be my baby sister even know she bees older 'an me. We has besided what her name oughta be Betsy. Betsy bees skinny like the dickens, an' she gots pointy ears, an' she talks all pronouncy like as if she bees a queen or somethin'.  Betsy don't likes me what so all, but Momma sayed, jus' give 'er some time, Georgie. So I tole Betsy, prawly you is gonna love me someday. She jus' sayed, it ain't prawly, you nink-and-poop, it bees de-nounced, ploblably. This ploblably ain't gonna be so much fun.