I've bin gitting a lot of stuff in the male frum Academy of Art University. At ferst it sownded like too much werk, but then I thot: CO-EDS! And it's in San Fransisko, so I cood vizit that spicy vixin Rosie. And I cood take BART thare and sleep on the trayne so I woodn't miss much nappin' time. They sent me a big fat book that is good for a pillow, and a CD that nice pikchurs that made me sleepy. So they no just wut buttuns to push to make me wunt to go thare.
I also got a bro-shur frum Fremont Porsche wich sells Porsches. They spell porche funny becuz its Jermun. We kinda need a new frunt porche after my industreeyul aksident, since it still stinks like skunk farts by the frunt door, so maybe I'll go vizit them and try to git the peepul a new frunt porche for Krissmiss. I have to admit, the bro-shur was vary stranje becuz thare was not one singul pikchur of a porche, just a bunch of sports cars. Advertizing can be vary misteerius.