Speak!

Woof! Ah, fooled ya...I've had enough of that primal lingo.

You will be quite surprised to learn of my extended vocabulary. I've studied extensively with my Master. Although she is brilliant, she often speaks to me in this strange goo-goo, gaa-gaa language that I have also hear spoken to infants. Half the time I can't understand a word she says. Now that is some kind of lingo that must be exclusive to danes, er, I mean dames!

Regarding language, thank God I never got a hold of the Hooked on Phonics program. What kinda crap is that...and if its so great, why isn't it spelled: Hukt on Fonx? Don't get me started, peeps, don't get me started!

Well, you may be interested to know that I will soon have my own biz. I know, I know...sounds a little far-fetched (hee hee - pardon the pun), but stranger things have happened, right?

I'll get back to ya with the poop, I mean scoop. Chevy