really crappy, REALLY CRAPPPPPY!!! ReAlLy CrApPy!Reeeeaaaallllllllyyyyyy craaaaapppppppyyyyyy.
I have practiced saying this about 1000 times in the last hour now. Daddy said it when he was talking about the quality of the cream in the local store and it just stuck out as something AWESOME to say.
Try it, it is fun!
When I said it, Mummy turned to Daddy and told him off for some reason but I don't get it, isn't he meant to teach me things and enhance my vocabulary?? What's the big deal of saying, REalLY CRapPY!!!
Daddy tried to change the subject though and asked me how my lingonberry was and I told him exactly what I was thinking:
Well, even though I am not completely sure what it actually means, it seems that it is going to fit for the night ahead as I am having a bit of a reaction to something and my mood has plunged down into the really crappy depths. Now, it is likely to be a very long night for everyone involved: me, Mummy, Daddy and Viski. Well, Viski doesn't really seem to mind these days and sleeps through pretty much everything except dinner.
I just had a look at myself in the mirror. Did you know people aren't very pretty when they are crying and screaming? Who'd have thought. I stood there and stared for a few moments and then stopped crying. Perhaps it is better not to cry about life being
Tomorrow will be awesome though.
<3
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