It is with deepest regret...
It is with my most sincere apologies...
I would like to extend...
For mousin' out loud. I'm sorry. Okay? I'M SORRY! Are you satisfied now? MOUSES!
On the other paw, I'm thinkin' that might not be the best openin' for a letter of apology, ever, after all. It's back to the drawin' board for me. MOUSES!
But I don't have a drawin' board to get back to. MOUSES!
Hey Peepers! You have a drawin' board handy? You wanna write this letter of apology for me?
Actually, it would be far more appropriate for the letter to come from you, anyway, 'cause after all, it was you who messed everythin' up the other day and...
What? You don't remember messin' everythin' up? Oh my mouses, Peepers. Of course you did.
Oh yeah, it was DEFINITELY you. You were definitely to blame. Haven't you heard that ol' sayin'? You know the one. The one that goes like, When in doubt, blame the peep.
Yeah, that one. EVERYONE says it so it must be true.
Who's everyone, you ask? Well... Well me, for one. And everybody else I know, too. It's quite a well established sayin', Peepers. It's very well known. I believe Nissy invented it and...
IT'S A SAYIN'! WHO AM I TO DISAGREE WITH A SAYIN'? WHO ARE YOU TO DISAGREE WITH A SAYIN', EITHER? Who? WHO? WHO?
Anyway, AS EVERYONE KNOWS, when in doubt, one should always blame the peep. So I'm thinkin'... I'm thinkin', if anyone has gotta apologize, it should be a peep, and the peep I'm thinkin' who should be apologizin', is you.
Not MY fault you don't understand the sayin'. But your lack of understandin' is beside the point. All you really need know is how to write a letter of apology.
'Nough of your babblin', woman. Let's get down to business here, shall we?
I'm thinkin' you should address the letter to the world 'cause I.. I mean, YOU, kinda messed up the world the other day when...
I'M GETTIN' TO THAT PART, WOMAN. MOUSES!
Peepers, last Wednesday, when I hit the publish button on my blog, I kinda broke the Internet.
I MEAN, when I hit the publish button, YOU kinda broke the Internet.
Why was it you? 'CAUSE YOU'RE MY IT SUPPORT, THAT'S WHY. Don't you know anythin', Peepers? MOUSES!
For mousin' out loud. Peep #1 is as dense as a century-old fruit cake, soaked in a barrel of rum. It's no wonder she doesn't have a clue 'bout...
Hang on there for a mo. Maybe all that rum is the reason she's...
Yup, her brain must be addled, or pickled, or whatever, for sure. MOUSES!
Anyway Peepers, the thing is, when I hit the publish button on Wednesday, my blog published and everythin', but no one could read it. No one could access my blog at all. And when I say no one, I mean NO ONE, as in not a single man, woman, or cat, anywhere. Not from New Zealand, or England, or the United States, or anywhere else! I couldn't even access it myself, and it's my blog. All I got was a "Site cannot be found" message. I don't know how you did it but CLEARLY Peepers, YOU BROKE THE INTERNET.
Pish posh, oh my gosh. The fact that I was the one who actually hit the publish button is neither here nor there. Nor anywhere! As my IT Support, it is YOUR duty to make my blog run smoothly, and as you were derelict in your duties, it was YOUR fault the Internet broke. Yours and only yours and besides, do I have to remind you again? When in doubt, blame the peep. Not that there is any doubt in my mind that you are to blame, but still...
Oh my mouses, how DOES one reason with an unreasonable rum-soaked-fruitcake dense, brain addled peep?
So like I was sayin' before I had to explain like, EVERYTHIN', to you, you need to write up a letter of apology addressed to the whole wide world, on account of your breakin' the Internet, and...
Where are you goin' now?
And why are you coverin' your ears like that?
AND WHY ARE YOU MAKIN' THOSE WEIRD NAH-NAH-NAH-NAH-NAH-NAH AWFUL KIND OF SINGING NOISES THAT REALLY AREN'T SINGING NOISES AT ALL?
Peepers, you've already broken the Internet this week. You tryin' to break everyone's eardrums, too?
PS. As soon as I got hold of the peeps where my blog is registered, they fixed everythin' up RIGHT AWAY. Like seriously, they fixed it within minutes. But please note, it was I, Seville the Cat, who contacted them and NOT the first peep. I should have them for IT support. At least they know what they're doin', UNLIKE MY PEEP. MOUSES!
It happens. The ones to blame are the ones who hold the Internet connections. Find them. xoReplyDelete
I hate it when the internet up and breaks, no matter who breaks it!ReplyDelete
It's those inter webbie gremlins!ReplyDelete
Have a super Sunday...
Noodle and crew
OMC, perhaps it's a good thing the mom bean has been too lazy to catch us up on the blogs for a furry long time, like elbenty hundred naps worth. We can just imagine her thinking she broke something...cuz that's what she does.ReplyDelete
Well, I can see today's post, so you must have fixed the internet, Seville. With no help from your human, of course.ReplyDelete
We think all our peeps have broken the internet at one time or another. It is a good thing you have back-up to call upon when your peep is soaked in run. MOUSES! XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, angel Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth, Calista Jo and Cooper MurphyReplyDelete
We're pretty sure you and your peep weren't the ones who broke the internet, Sivvers. Probably someone in the government.ReplyDelete
I apply the same rules to my peep, for everything, and usually I'm right! If in doubt blame the peep and phone a friend, and blame the peep again just to be on the safe side. PurrsReplyDelete
Well, you broke the internet?ReplyDelete
If you are going to do it, go the whole hog!
At least you got it sorted out!! * phew *
We've had a pile of problems with internet connections lately - we were blaming sunspots but we should blame YOU???? Golly!!!ReplyDelete
As we are reading you today, we suppose you fixed the problem yourself. What a relief ! PurrsReplyDelete
I am glad you got your internet fixed again. Do you think your peep is responsible for mine running so slow lately?ReplyDelete
Wait wait wait! YOU broke the internet, Sivvy? Well, I mean your Peep broke it on your behalf? Now that's a well-worthy cause! Not like those annoying dashians.ReplyDelete
Peeps are not very dependable, are they?ReplyDelete
Well, if "When in doubt, blame the peep" is a saying...then it also must be well known that cats exaggerate everything. Because I don't think your peep messed up the world and broke the internet. But I'm glad all is well now.ReplyDelete