Humble pilgrim, I, da RULER OB AWL FINGS, accepts yoor lowly self. Yoo may leeve wif my blessins. I SED yoo can LEEVE! Get lost!
Dis trabeller cud have used a trabel guide.
I is not cat, I is sweater. Keep packing.
So waer are we going agenn?
Well if yu had to pee yu shudda dun it wen we ran dat red lite... liek I did.
An we're onlee fiftee miles to da coast!