There have been times where I’ve wished that I could make animal noises. Something like the way Dory speaks whale in Finding Nemo.
Today, and for the past few working days, I feel like bleating. Much like Mary’s Little Lamb would have had it been informed that Mary was planning to have lamb chops for tea (haven’t you heard that version? Mary had a little lamb, she had lamb chops for tea…).
A piteous little, please-kesian-me bleat.
beaahehehehehek…
Of course I deserve no such pity. Having been overpaid and underworked for the past 5 months, I suddenly find myself having no time to blog during office hours!! How can??
Sadly, can.
beaahehehehehek…
4 comments:
When I feel a little pity-fest coming on, I wish I could mewl like a cat, sounds more whinny :)
Even better if accompanied by melty, sayang-me eyes that Puss-In-Boots put on so brilliantly in Shrek 2!
You cannot be a sad goat! Or a pitiful cat! You must be a... umm... a beaver! A hardworking beaver! Now start blogging!
Oh you have no idea how spot-on you are with that, Jay.
:B <= beaver teeth
I do beaver impressions. Sadly, I don't have the requisite criss-cross grilled squid-looking tail.
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