Momma ownwee wets me out on da weash in de fwont yawd. But suntimes, dat back gate is open and den I am outta dere, fast as a bwack wab kin wun. And I don't wisten to nobody, not eben when dey says tweats, or no, nufin kin stop me. De wind is in my hair and I'm fweeeee....so I gots a spanking. Den daddy made me jus' sit in de yard, but I's ditten wun off again. Dat daddy is scarier den momma.
Btw, tells Waywa, I wikes to eat de pwants in pots too. Momma yells at me bout dat too.
So what's a bwack wab s-posed to do for fun? No wunning in de stweet and no pwant eatin'.....geeesh
Twace
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