There, their, they’re. Iz OK. Whut wood yeu dew iffin yeu cudn’t reed yer wurds unless dey wuz awways purfect? Its sew trew. Engleesh mus bee da mos plyuble lankwich inna wurld, aintit da trut?
Day eben sai dat yeu kin mix up da latters inna werds an pepple kin reed it. An das wid knot doin annie colognequillizms, er usin ecknithk fraises.
Ah wen to da Macwurld las weak, er too weaks ago.
Francandisco wuz cold an wet. Hit wuz cramped at Macwurld but wee had fun. My son Chris win wid me. He libs in Auntcherrio, Califphobia.
Francandisco iz not laik Lost Angles or Sandy Eggo at awl. Iz more laik Lost Wages, ownly knot hott, ya kno?
Din’t get Righter-Ub-Da-Yaer dis yaer aht Macwurld, butt thas OK. I gots a Fan Club dis yaer. Compleat waist ub tyme, I tol dem. Dey colleck awe me writtings awnline. Awl me seance fixion, ya kno.
Me udder son, Dave, libs in HaileyWould. He owns an rights a Mag-a-scene. perty kewl, huh?
Me an Connie still lib in RichCrust near ChinaBreak inna hi dessert. Lots ub flyin sausers up hear commin out at nite. Perty.
Anyways, gotta get me me meds naow. Had an MRI las Freeday. Waitin fer da rezults ta see iffin ah hafta go back onna chemo ur knot. Happy wid it, edder way. Liffe gohes on.
ya kno, wee cuud do won ub des wid akry-nims, write?
Lub youse guys,
Roger da Dodger.
“Don’t mind me – I az lisdexic.”
((( grin )))
((( I am OK. Just having fun here. Engleesh is reely dumb, no? )))
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