Well me an' Momma hasn't hadded a fight since a long time; but we sure done up a ripper of a argue  tonight. All acause she leaved her shoes where they shouldn't oughta beed, an' I had a little taste. So Momma gotted on her explodey eyeballs an firsty she sayed, don't not even look at me, George! I is so deesgusted on you! But then when I weren't lookin' she hollered, you look at me when I is talkin' to you! I looked on her, but the parently then she jus' plain didn't like my face acause she tole me to took it off. Which, that maked me flustrated acause how is I apposed of took my own face offa my face, so I blurtled out, Momma, if you loves them shoes sooo much, why doesn't ya jus' run away with em'? I weren't even tryin' a be funny atill I heared what my own self sayed; an' then me an' Betsy laughed an' laughed an' laughed. Momma prawly jus' didn't unnerstan' the whole joke of it. She still bees mad. I ain't the loud lookin' on her again right now.

So my big little older sister Betsy thinks what she bees a big fat designer dog an' she gots Momma sewin' up a whack a doggy coats what she have thunk up. Well, that wouldn't not nevermind me so much 'cept for; guess who gottsa put the stupid things on for to took a picture? My Momma have beed makin' me dress up in BIG GIRL COATS! Please, if everbody gonna go at biggirlsbybetsy.com an' see all a the coats an' such... an' then if yous guys gonna buy 'em all up... yous gonna save my life!
God bless yous.