Hi there, folks! E. Vile Tweety here, blogging in for Reffie and Evil Twin. "E" as in heck-if-I-know but Reffie told me the Vile is because I'm a messy birdie, squeezing thru the bars of my cage and pooping all over the place.
Reffie, Evil Twin, and Hubby are going away for awhile. Reffie said something about white coats so it must be cold and dark where they are going.
I SAID COAST, YOU SILLY BIRD!
Sheesh. What is with her today?
Anybirdie, here's my mug shot:
Aren't I a Purdy Birdie?
I taut I taw a Puddy Tat. Whoa. I did. I did.
I can't imagine what that tart did for those beads.
And what's with dis dude?
"Puddy Tat, stop swatting at those feathers!"
That silly thing. I also caught her going after Reffie's Finisher Medal from Sunday's Cowtown Half Marathon. Bad Kitty! Reffie worked hard to finish that race. She said it felt like summer with warm temps, high humidity and a brisk southern breeze in her face as she had to climb a Texas mountain at mile 9. Even so, she eked out a personal best and has been stuck on herself for the last few days. Two years ago it was 27 degrees with a brisk northern breeze and she complained about that, too. There is NO pleasing that girl.
Evil Twin is very excited about Mardi Gras. She has been reviewing some wicked margarita recipes and is ready for the party. She insisted we all wear those shiny chains around our necks. Sheesh. That's just something else to drive that despicable black furry beast nuts. She also said she hopes that you get the bird when you eat the King Cake. Hearing this is deeply disturbing.
THE BABY, YOU STUPID YELLOW FEATHERY APPETIZER!
Baby? Oh, my. That is truy evil.
Oh, I get it now. E.Vile is evil.