Sexes of language

- I'm going to Olympics 2008. - said Princess to her friend in bed.
-How increadible! How come you are going? How much? How.... How..... How...- the friend reacted (the friend was a dog of course)
- I have date. With Girasole. The most famous athlete in the world.
- How-oofa- poof- spoof-how-come-come-how
- Stop bitching, you disco ant eater - the princess got irritated- We shall promenade out of bed to absorbd some food
- Yes, yes, yes, what what restaurant who who should should go go when when?
-We will go to 'The Carpark Restaurant'.
- I don't want want want to - the dog waffled. It needs to be mentioned that the dog was a bit negative in his positve attitude. He grew up in new york and he grew down in london.
-oh, Why? Explain me why! Is that not fancy enough for you? Oh wait, I know a fancy food restaurant. It is called 'Shit'.
If princess had thought and spoke at the same time she would never see her friend running down the firewire escape. Thankgod he was wearing bluetooth dress otherwise she would never found him. She got him right at WTC (water toilet closet).
- Forgive me. I beg you - the Princess shouted whilst licking of the tears from her chicks - From now on I will watch my language. I will never upset you with my words again.
Et voila: since then she always had to write down everything she would say to her doggy friend. This is the only fashion of watching one's language (in the world of fashi fashion)

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