Sunday, August 16, 2009

nor custom stale her infinite variety

Guest post from the top cat*


awgusst iz Mine's brrthdy month. wich meens therr's brrthdy paprr on a puhjomma string. it duzznt get enny btrr than thiss.
~^:^~

*Ed. note: Despite his fondness for Shakespeare, spelling isn't among Halloween's assets. Some translation must be puzzled out. Perhaps, like Shakespeare, it's easiest understood when spoken aloud.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Happy purrr-day to you...from all of us.
Rusty, Geiger,Sporran and Dinah



the word is pedalost which sounds like an excuse for not winning the Tour de France.

Anonymous said...

And I am back again. My friend in Vancouver has mentioned you in her new post (below).One of the nicer things about blogging is the connectivity and the new tangents we can take.All quietly anonymous, if we so choose.

http://didrooglie.blogspot.com/2009/08/south-of-equator.html


and this time my word is debusi.I'll refrain from making a musical connection here!

quiltcat said...

Hello Halloween! I've read your interesting comments before on Estorbo's blog, but don't think i've ever seen a picture of your handsome self before. I join you in wishing Melanie a very happy purrrrmonth!

halloween said...

q u i l t c a t,
yer vrry kind, but i think estrrbo haz the crrnrr on bein gud lookin.
thrr is a pikchur a me in hiz sidebar. [just tween us, tho, Mine's not so gud wit the camra az estrrbo's Wooman, but she haz othrr gud kwalitees an i try to stay fokussd on thohs.]

~^:^~

Estorbo said...

Hermano - nice peec! Man, you hab beeg eears!

Hey, we meessed thees pose'...are we too lade por the borthday?

I theenk I lighe your streeng. Today I keelled a papehair bag. Ees dead.

Ees your Wooman steel eeadeen' caghe. Deed you geeb her a present?

Lorf and a keess to your Wooman

Don Es ^^ xxx

halloween said...

hermano, gud ta heer frum ya. thrr's one moor day a awgusst so therr's still caghe an suchlike.

Mine gav hrrself a kittun -- she sez it jes wawked in an whut ken ya do abowt that. but me an the boyz ain't so shur how we feel bowt it. thrr's enuf brooms an stuff arownd ta use ta encurrage her owt agin. -- eh. whut ken ya do? iffn Mine dint hav a big hart an a soft hed i'd still be livin' in the prrk myself.

i'll pass on yer gud wishes.

Estorbo said...

I weesh you had a blarg, hermano...^^