Category: Katrijn
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Overheard at brekkers
Katrijn mah pe’al. Yes, Haas? Ah finks da Brexi’ Paranoia medicashiun ahr waitress is takin’ is workin’, like. Really? How so? She’s smellin’ da roses an’ feedin’ me rose pe’als fer brekkers. That’s nice, dear.
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Brexit hangover
Haas, why is brekkers late? Waitress has a Brexit hangover, pe’al. What, that new Olympic sport that Nigel Farage won a gold medal in yesterday? Ah fink it’s to do wif that vote they had the other day. Oh, that one. The one where 17,410742 people decided for the other 48,689,258 in Britain that the…
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8 lagomorphisms you must memorise
#1: Nothingness revels in authority. #2: A prodigous profile shakes beliefs widely held. #3: A token of gratitude stands upon somebody else’s legs. #4: A great silence comes asking for treats. #5: A classical composition is ever present. #6: A principal idea brings both pleasure and pain. #7: The clear star that is yesterday is…
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Eh?
What’s happening Katrijn? It’s not raining. Or sleeting. Or blowing a gale. I haz confused.
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Hail, Romans
As the waiter grrrrrmbled this morning while serving brekkers, on a day like this it is not difficult to see why the Romans quit Britain in disgust.
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Gender confusion
Katrijn. Yes, dear Haas? Do you think it is confusing for our fanbase if we stick two ears up at traditional gender roles and sit in whatever hay box we like? Haas my dear… …we lagomorphs are positively famous for confusing humans when it comes to gender. It’s why we are so admirably successful as a species!
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Haas-prank
I was crafty yesterday. Waitress was cleaning out our summerhouse where we like to hang out in various hayboxes, the dog bed, my man cave and Katrijn’s boudoir. We had made our usual sterling contribution by filling our extra large litter tray – it fetches a high price in the Bunnington Post Bespoke Fertiliser Shop. It is very…
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Escape to the country
Yes, dear followers, we have had to resort to escaping the paps camped outside our mansion by eloping to the country. We have moved to an undisclosed location in the hope of getting some peace from media intrusion which had reached new lows when pictures of Katrijn sunbathing emerged in OK! Magazine. Enough is enough.…
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By George! The paps are busy peeps…
I have to say, Haas, I feel for that little Prince George. Not only does he have a mother who does eyeliner like it’s the 1980s (I blame her air hostess mother), he has the paparazzi affliction almost as bad as we do. Monday 8.03am: first pap of the day Good grief, they have alarm…
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