Neyo evvybodys! I bets you’s been waitin for me to post, bated breath an stuff! Grr tellin me I’s overusin exclamatioo so I stops now! Oops!

Recent developmoo makes me nervoo. Grr now has whoopooboo in very own closeet! Oops! BigMe use to threatoo me with standin on shelf when I were mischievoo, now whoopooboo loom! Oops! Whaaay can’t I stop exclaimoo? Whaaay?

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My grub am my very oo. Not give eet up without a fight! Oops! Goin to stick my moo in you’s ear if you try. That way, collect moo grub, make protest against grub-stealin - eats two yeaves with one moo!

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This week, look looks aroo the woo was gatherin for protest! Nobody quite sure what they wants, but they’s sayin it loo an proo. If you stages a protest, please sends a pictoo of eet to us so we can chronicoo the spread of the moovement.

Neyo! I’s back from my adventoo, with no moo clothe than when I left but with lotso bling! Here am pictoo of me livin eet up:

So at Build a Boo, oo the clothe were too big for me, shoes an hats an oo, so I end up not gettin nothin, but it turn out I gets lotso stuff oo day long. Eet start Fridoo night when they makes bridoo favoo with littoo white bows on eet, gets bow on elasteec put on leg like gartoo, does sexy dance an shakes tail (that when Crystoo decide to fancy me). On Saturdoo Liz have to get men to do stuff an gives them Moodi Groos beads in retoo, so she gives me some for doin erotic tail-shakin dance. At Build a Boo, only thing what fit me am blue bow to put aroo ear. Ooso gets blue bling bling ring from Bacheloroo kit to wear on ossicone. Later, Grr gets headache, gives me pink crown. Liz has to take male prisonoo for t-shirt checklist, takes me prisonoo with handcuff, only too big for my hooves, is moo like whole armcuff! Wears eet on back like a backpack.

By the way, HONK am now noise what you makes at cute guys. Oo the grrs says HONK to me now, like Crystoo.

Oo in oo very satisfyin BeeGooBloo weekend.

I’s not allowed to say much, because I signs a non-disclosoo agreemoo, but I’s at a bacheloroo partoo! I’s goin to get new clothe an everythin. An Liz’s littoo sistoo Crystoo fancy me.

Flon want me to splain this pictoo:

Him ask, “I at a loss as to what Gizmoo is protesting about..
does he want everyone to have just one nostril? Or does he want recognition for one-nostrildom as a debilitating disability? I thought he could’ve been supportin manwoooooooooooo in some bizarre way but he was in fact making good use of vowels in his sign. Maybe he’d like to explain, surely if he can write a sign he can type, even if his vocalisation is limited to one nasalised truncated syllable.”

Sadly, Gizmoo can not write any moo than him can talk. Eet oo come out, “meh meeh-meh, meeh mee-eh.” Essetroo. Him had to get the Grr to make the sign, so I is goin to splain the sign. Actooy, Flon kinda got eet right, only got eet backwoos. Eet were Gizmoo protest, an I were the one supportin him. Only, I has got two prominoo nostroo so can’t really have sign saying I has only one. So I had a Chmp type sign, sayin bn vwls nw. (Ban vowels now - him not say them very well so think nobody should.) What Gizmoo want were recognitioo of hims only havin one nostroo. Most peopoo tries to tell him that him have two!

Lately I’s develop an obsessioo with Awoo-oo. Is very pretty isloo, actually severoo isloo, what in Pacifoo an part of MooSA. Evybody there wears pretty flowoo roo thems necks, swishy grass skirt, dance hooloo. I wants to go there, listen to Awoo-oo moosic, dancing hooloo, drinkin bright oroo cocktail. Maybe not goes swimmin in sea, maybe would sink if I did that. Apart from that: Paradoo!

Mindoo goes there very soon, is packin ooready. Very jealoo! Wants to go with, not needs airline tickeet for look look. Her offer takin me with, but Grr not want to send me to Seattoo, can’t go on own, not go MooPS – very scary! So one day, I goes to Awoo-oo, but until then I wears my lei an dreams.

Me an my broos is BeeGooBloos. That mean we likes to dress up look flamboyoo, even pretty. ickUl starteed eet with hims fronds. Were once the Grr’s bitsoblankeet what she like to silk when she were a little grr, then she stop doin that an one day found last bitsoblankeet behind a furnitoo. ickUl like to flap them aroo, flickin them at peopoo an makin noisees. Them makes him look dashin. One day him gets new fronds, gives me hand-me-doo fronds. I looks dashin too! Ms. Delle buys me new velveet purpoo fronds for my very own. I wrotes a song about eet:

See that pretty raf in the mirror there
Who can that attracteev raf be?
Such a pretty moo, such a pretty beans, such a pretty fronds, such a pretty meeeee!

I feels pretty, oh so pretty
And I’s broken my hand-me-doo bonds
For I’s got some brand new velveet fronds.

This weekend, the Grr went to bridoo showoo of Ms. Liz, brought me back some purpoo tulle for make cape! Now I’s Count Rafcula, very dashin an possibly evoo. But not evoo like Der Foom.

This year I is the one writin a novoo in Novemboo. Is goin to be a fictionalise versioo of stuff from my life, with my broos, with workin titoo Tales From the Froo Boo. Ooves not much like typin so is mootilisin the Grr to write eet for me. Has many plans for the book book, fifty fousand words not sound dauntin at oo, but has no cloo what genroo to coo eet.

Doesn’t have to have a genroo, right? Not goin to get publish. Probabyeaves. Would be nice to see name in print: Manuel Mootoya.

Gettin very citeed about NaNoWriMOO. Can’t wait to start - had first line in fluffy brain since about March!

Ooso, Mr. Squeege, the Don Squeegeone, wrote great philosophicoo treatise on “Look looks’ look looks” entry. I grubs Mr. Squeege.