Today, mah Muzzerr is still grumpy.

Ah may ave tricked er wiz what le Uncle Persil calls ‘The Old Stone Trickaroo’.
‘E is Australian.

Muzzerr, Muzzerr! ah yelled, Look, mah tongue ‘as turned to stone.

Look it ‘az…

Between you and me, by zen it waz stuck to my teeths…

Once ah got rid of le stone ah looked for zomezing else to do…

Muzzerr, Muzzerr!, look ah ave a big fang…

Tusks, Muzzerr?

She ‘as been in a terrible bad mood lately – ah do not know why.

Muzzerr, Muzzerr, ah yell, you ‘ave got a big fat bottom.

Luckily mah Uncle Persil got le blame for zat one.

Ah make sure she get er exercise…

Zen all of a zudden ah am zent off to  spend time wiz my imaginary friend.
Luckily, ee is very nice.

Ah consult my imaginary friend…why is mah Muzzerr so grumpy already?
What ave ah done?

But zen we got talking about ‘ow ‘andzome ah am and we talked for ‘ourz on zis zubject…

And finally ah ‘ad to find la Milky Bar before ah starve to death.

But quelle orror, ah am not allowed a drink until ah apologize for being a bad boy.
Ah ad forgotten all about it but I found out zat Muzzerrs – zey ave a very long memory.