after sending my father a birthday card, i got a message from him on my facebook (he's that cool with the internetness) that gave explication to my language thing.
Dayffid, Dis hist me for to be sayhink two ewe dat high man soffairy klad for to be haffinkew has my sunny boi. Hit wharms mie hart for to ne noing dat yew har putting der ghreetinks vor mine burthdai hon yeur webpeightjes. Haltho summof da reeders vill be haffink prublemps mit reedink eur greetinks and vellvitches, ewe hafto no dat dis hist me hunderstandink al dat ewe har rintink hand dis hist me lovinkyu four doink so. Dis hist me senkink ewe hugs hand huther gudtinks in tankewes for all dat ewebe hist doink. Japapa
gotta love him. bonne fête papa!
hic extraneus est
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