Dis mancat needs help from someone to get owr Mommie off da ' puter! She's takin ofur like some kind of freakin' alien or somefin. Me an angie haf been tryin' to get her off it so we can take a turn since before Christmas. She 's been sittin' here an sittin' here so long we finks she growed roots right frew da chair an her eyeballs are stuck to da screen.
Angie gots to sit on her lappie for a while. I tried to sit right in front of her and still nuffin. Five minuts of chasin' da red lite afore bed an dats it. Dat's not enuf! Helloooo! Mommie are yoo in dare somewhere? She said she's tryin to make a new webbie fing to keep us fed wif lots of stinky goodness. We jus want owr Mommie back.