yaz bustaz need noth fret with me, else yizzums be experience'n wrythe's concern with yaz life.
here iz whottums hizzip-hizzoop-hizappened to der last sveetumz who decided to flizuff his flizeathers:
hizaah! he no-no come round the mountain no morray. wrythe put dat fool on oxygen, too. let this be yon lessssson, precioussss. Kisses! -wrythe