i used to live in the back of a crappy car in melbourne owned by big ole
nasty Mog.
I was stranded in there just staring out the window or at the back of mogs
head as he drove to work each morning, and home again at night. not a very
exciting life you might say, until one day this really cool chick decided
to rescue me and take me on a holiday to her lovely house in Tasmania.
(face has been obscured to protect the guilty... ok ok it was a really shocking
pic...)
well since I've been here I've made a few new friends. some lovely chaps
really, heres me and mr Greedy, an old friend Cookie Monster, Mr Tickle, and
Mr Slow.
You may think I look a little shaken in that pic .. well you wouldnt want
to know what Mr Greedy proposed to me just before it was taken ..
but heres me and my Very special friend Pokey, we got along real fine once
that annoying little Gumby met with a nasty accident
I found Mog on a dingy street corner, well I had to suss the situation out
first, did he miss me ? would he welcome me back after my wild nights of merriment
with pokey and the lads ?
well only one way to find out
'IM HOME!' I yelled and lept into his arms
I wasnt dropped, i was taken into his arms straight away.*Joy* he did miss
me and want me back! it was a happy reunion, and we soon got cosy together
, just like the old days
maybe staring at the back of his lumpy head day in day out, isnt such a bad deal after all :)
theres people out there speading lies about me, look at this
Bert is Evil page
bye for now
Bert
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