nuthing lik a dat

in the spirit of my sister's influential bestseller, "nuthing lik a famule" ('grat book!' - the new york times), erachet and i composed a timely update on the classic text during a recent bus ride back from an engagement party, and contrary to all expectations, we struck gold. we feel it is our civic duty to disseminate the kind of genius we stumbled upon to you, the dating public at large. below are some of the highlights:

NUTHING LIK A DAT

by

FUJ

and

ERASHA

("grat buk!"- the apel)

In the morning, my shadchan sets me up.

My sister dozint lik to. Not vere.

I forget to apli all of my makup.

My mom gets mad.

......

AAAAA! War my purs is?

(You mean, 'Where is my purse?')

Undir yor bed! That iz war it iz!

.........

(What's that in the background?)

(That's the date cage.)

(You have a cage for dates?)

(Yeah! The dates like to be up there!)

.........

"Ar yu gona sta on yor dat? Do yu wont to eet choklit wen you get hom?"

"No, I think Im gon to sta on the dat."

"Okay Im leeving withawt yu! Phwew!"

........

"Ugh....whi do i cep geting bad dats..."

(Probably because your last name is Frankins. - We couldn't improve on this line.)

"Mabee yor dats ar good:

F for Jest Frends,

R for Restranin Order."

The End! Duh duh duh!

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*Feel free to write your own pt-style dating lines in the comments! Whoever wins gets...er...the Flat Stanley her first-grade class is mailing to me!

** Be sure to revisit "Home for the Holidays", which now features Mr. Richards' portrait!