Chester’s Blog - Computer Problems and Weird Humans July 29, 2007
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Good evening everbirdie. How are you all doing this morning?? I’m ok. Mom is mad at the comfusor today. It lost her IP address….What is that?? Is that like were you live?? if that’s the case, how can you loose were live?? I know I live here. I would never forget I live here next to a six foot rat…..ooops mouse. Hmmmph. That just don’t make any sense to me. Why would the comfuser what to forget were it lives?? Oh, wait, is that why it’s called a comfusor cause it forget things like that. Now that makes a little sense. Now I understand why it be called a comfusor. It took mom over an hour to get it fix. I think at one time she was talking about throwing it in the trash. That wouldn’t be good. And I know I heard some words that iffin I ever said my beaker would be washed out with soap. I think mom’s mouth should now be washed out with soap for saying them bad words. Shame on you mom. Iffin we get into trouble then you should get into trouble. This punishment thing should not be one sided. Us birds and the dogs get into trouble and not the humans. Yup, we got to fix that.
Mom called someone for help with our comfusor and gots it all fixed. it be running now but really really slow. Mom said “slower then molassess rolling up hill in the middle of winta” Huh?? just what does that mean?? OMB, that is the weirdest thing she has ever said. What is molasses’s? and why would it be rolling up hill?? much less, why in the winta time?? That is just so……..weird. MOm you be weird. Dad said it be so slow that’s it’s going backwards. How silly. Going backwards. Hmmmph. Humans say the strangest things.
Mom fed us our pellets today. I was so excited, I run down to my dish, bite into a pellet…….It was cold!! I think it froze my beaker. bbbbbbrrrrrrr! cold pellets are not go. I think my brain is now a little bit frozen. Mom was laughing at me. Cause when I beaked this pellet, I tilted my head and closed one of my eyes. That’s when my brain froze. It turned into a little gray and green frozen birdsicle. I threw my pellet at mom and stomp to the back of my cage. Hmmmph!!! How dare she laugh at me. That was not funny. Humans, sometimes you just can’t live with them. I had to wait for my pellets to warm up. All this because of some evil little bugs that had to come and eat my foods. bad bugs. To the corner with you!!!!
off to bed now.
Nite-nite
Chester P Featherbutt—-beaking the slow, going backwards comfusor
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