(REVIEW WRITTEN BY DOGS).
Warhf uaoh? ahurf wharfh wuohlf uohuf ahurf wharfh wuohlf uohuf wahuuu ahurf wharfh wuohlf uohuf Warhf uaoh ahurf wharfh (hauuf ahurf uohuf wharfh wuohlf uohuf Warhf...) uaoh ahurf wharfh wuohlf grrr Warhf uaoh ahurf uohuf wharfh!? wuohlf ahurf wharfh hauuf ahurf wharfh grrr ahurf wharfh hauuf ahurf wharfh uaoh ahurf wharfh wuohlf uohuf ahurf wahuuu wharfh wuohlf uohuf grrrrr wharfh uohuf Warhf uaoh ahurf... wharfh hauuf ahurf ... uohuf wharfh wuohlf uohuf Warhf wahuuu uaoh ahurf wharfh wuohlf grrr Warhf uaoh ahurf uohuf wharfh wuohlf ahurf wharfh hauuf!! ahurf wharfh grrr wuohlf uohuf Warhf uaoh ahurf grrrrr wharfh? (uohuf Warhf uaoh ahurf) wharfh hauuf ahurf uohuf wharfh (*)
* Well yes, even my faithful pitbull Stronko wanted to have his say and started his reviewer career with this unusual album of "lullabies" for dogs (?!) released in three volumes (the right to speak and listen is for everyone here, or is there perhaps some distinction between bipeds and non-bipeds?!). In short, to cut it brief, Stronko stood up on two paws at the keyboard and, inspired I believe by the suggestive cover, tapped away this review... yes, I know... it doesn't make much sense: I only know that the word "uohuf" means "disgust" and "hauuf" stands for "yawn" and judging by how many times he used them, I don't think the album really thrills him, then for the rest... who knows what's going through his head (after all, THIS REVIEW IS HIS STUFF!)! And then, excuse me, what could be better than a dog reviewing "stuff" for his kind?! Excuse him, eh... and from next time we'll return to "serious" reviews!
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