well brudderz an sistahz da followin pikshur shood tell it all
i payed a vizit to da grate an byootiful dr. landerfeld herself tonite.
dat brown an crusty stuff wuzzen't makin it fer mi mom.
so in da o-l-d box yerz troolee went ...
an momentz later i wuz in da office uv mi favrit vet.
she took mi tempricher in mi eer ... an, i'm happee to say, i'm normal.
den she took a look at mi woond an kleened it up.
den she meshered it an sed it wuz sumthin like 2 cm by 1 anna haf cm.
den she gave me a pill ... den she smeered sum stuff on mi woond.
she talked to mi mom abowt baseball fer sum time wile i wated pashentlee in mi o-l-d box.
dr. landerfeld sed da followin:
"You need a body guard."
"You're a brave boy because if you had turned to run your wound would have been on your backside."
"This is the same side as you last wound. You must be right-pawed because you lead with your left."
"You need a body guard."
she sed lottsa udder stuff ... but i diden't lissen becuz i wanned to get owtta dere an go home.
da end.
