Writer, cramped (or How to kill a blog, part II)

I iz spend all day write stuff. Me hav none wordz left in evuning.  And me not get out of house so much now, no much to rite bout. Me try do better for nex tyme.

Trafalgar SquareTook famlee into town at weakend and be torrists.  We like Trafalgah Skware; we like Crissmus decrayshuns in Covunt Gardun; we luv cayk in cafay on Charring Cros Rowed.

We not liik jazz at Sowth Bank.  Me not kno wy we see jazz at Sowth Bank – is silly wiffe’s idear.  Jazz start to play and Amber say “Have they started yet?”  We all laff and are think “Good question, Amber.”

Amber clever.


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