Dear Diary: Sorry, Diary, can’t write this week. Gotta get me down to Bugtussle right some quick an’ finish all dat Christmas shopping! I’s got 117 brudders ’n’ sisters to buy fer, ya know! See yer in da New Year!
Dear Diary, I just wants to wish everybodies a very Merry Christmas.
Me and da missus always enjoys da Christmastime, ’cept when I gets on da hard stuff. But da missus can put it away, too.
Dear Diary, I always likes to ends da year on a high note. You knows da ol’ sayin’ nothin’ entered, nothin’ gained.
So, I’s been gainin’a lotta experience on aeroplanes lately. Flyin’ high all over da world.
Actually it was good to get away. Specially get away from dat god-awful man, Mr. Younger.
Dear Diary, Lately I’s been watchin’ a lot of what the fellah calls “television.” Deys sure come a long way, dose television sets.
First time I seen one was in the winder of da Sears depot back in Bugtussel.
Dear Diary, Oh, diary, if it ain’t one thing it’s another.
Everybody sez I’s detached and indifferent, and kinda disinclinded to demonstrate any kinds, of what they’s calls initiative or leadership. But I needs me rest, and relaxation, too.
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