Me is bak, will rite for pizza crusts

Daddee tellz me tamarrow will be very loudly as huumans make lots uv noyse blowing shit up.  He sayz it iz to celebrate being indeependent frum some uther huumans that used to live across that big water thing called oshun.

Sounds pritty silly to me. I like all my dog frends, I sniff there butt and we are frends forever.  Why wuld I leeve them ?

Daddee says it wuz doo to this thing called taxus ?  Wen some won starts taxing me to live here, let me know where the catz live, cus I am mooving in with them.

Have fun blowing crap up, singing silly songs and waving yore flag tamarrow.  I here our flag iz the bestest one in the wurld.

Save sum burgurs for me…

Summer

Where in the hell is the 2nd book ?

A Glimpse into the Stories for Boys phenomenon : Ready when the cover is done this week !

“A raw, visceral account of the creatures that are men, written in a simplistic form of poetry that promises never to use the word visceral. In this book, you will find rhyming with incredible timing, limericks on how men piss off chicks, haikus written for dudes, and sonnets that could make you vomit. Tales about males that you have never read before guaranteed to leave the reader laughing and wanting more.”

More importantly, tomorrow, Summer is Back !  Not the season of summer, that has been here since June 21st,  I am talking about my dog Summer…… (If you don’t get this by now, I have some cool picture books for you without any words in them!!)  She is itching to get back to the keyboard…..