Wat if englis did not ave a letter between g and i.
Ten we would ave roosters and ens, te ens would give us eggs tat we could eat wit am and as brown.
Our ouse would be in ialea, it would ave a batroom wit matcing is and ers towels.
If you did not want a wole gallon of milk, you would ave to buy alf a gallon.
Bees would produce oney, umming birds would eat it, umans eat ot dogs and amburgers wen tey are ungry but ealt food nuts would eat wole oney weat bread.
On our eads we would ave air and five fingers on our ands.
We would feel wit our eart, tink wit our brain, eat wit our mout, cew wit our teet.
Cars wit four weels, cowboys on a orse, ball players try to get its from the pitcer.
The weater man would report tunder storms wit ail and sowers but tomorrow will be brigt and ot, urricane next week.
Everyone would speak on teir cell pones and cildren would go to scool to learn from teir teacer wo would give tem lots of omework.
We would all sing te national antem, appy birtday to you and for Cristmas, Angels we ave eard on ig.
Wat orror to ear te owling of a wolf on olloween nigt, wile nearby an owl wit er all familiar oot-oot.
Soon after comes tanksgiving and ten our Jewis friends celebrate Canuka, meanwile te politically correct stores and malls ang up generic signs tat read appy olidays.
In sort, a world wit out tat mytical encanting letter would be trown a tunder.
Lol, ow ysterically ilarious.
So, let us not take for granted tat most umble of all letters in our alpabet.
Tree ceers for te missing letter;
IP-IP:
URRAY!
IP-IP:
URRAY!
IP-IP:
URRAY!
Ten we would ave roosters and ens, te ens would give us eggs tat we could eat wit am and as brown.
Our ouse would be in ialea, it would ave a batroom wit matcing is and ers towels.
If you did not want a wole gallon of milk, you would ave to buy alf a gallon.
Bees would produce oney, umming birds would eat it, umans eat ot dogs and amburgers wen tey are ungry but ealt food nuts would eat wole oney weat bread.
On our eads we would ave air and five fingers on our ands.
We would feel wit our eart, tink wit our brain, eat wit our mout, cew wit our teet.
Cars wit four weels, cowboys on a orse, ball players try to get its from the pitcer.
The weater man would report tunder storms wit ail and sowers but tomorrow will be brigt and ot, urricane next week.
Everyone would speak on teir cell pones and cildren would go to scool to learn from teir teacer wo would give tem lots of omework.
We would all sing te national antem, appy birtday to you and for Cristmas, Angels we ave eard on ig.
Wat orror to ear te owling of a wolf on olloween nigt, wile nearby an owl wit er all familiar oot-oot.
Soon after comes tanksgiving and ten our Jewis friends celebrate Canuka, meanwile te politically correct stores and malls ang up generic signs tat read appy olidays.
In sort, a world wit out tat mytical encanting letter would be trown a tunder.
Lol, ow ysterically ilarious.
So, let us not take for granted tat most umble of all letters in our alpabet.
Tree ceers for te missing letter;
IP-IP:
URRAY!
IP-IP:
URRAY!
IP-IP:
URRAY!
