Dennis: “Okay, let me make sure I’ve got this straight. You’re James Bond, you’ve never seen me before, and this is 1986.”
James Bond: “Correct on all counts.”
Mouse: “Of course he’s never seen you before, Dennis. You met him over thirty years in his future.”
Dennis: “Right, but why didn’t his future self say anything about having met me before? I mean, people usually remember me.”
Mr. Nibbles: “Friend Mouse, did Dennis just analyze a situation and ask a logical question about it?”
Mouse: “I … I think he did.”
Dennis: “Why are you guys acting all surprised? I’m a vizsla! Vizslas are smart and stuff!”
Mouse: “Um, no reason.”
Mouse: “Well, Dennis, we can’t answer that question right now. It could have something to do with a time paradox. Or with too many martinis.”
James Bond: “Too many martinis? Tommyrot! There’s no such thing!”
Mouse: “Now my money is definitely on the martinis. But anyway, I think we have a more pressing question to answer.”
Dennis: “Ooh, what’s that?”
Mouse: “What opponent would scare James Bond so badly that he runs away and hides in a smoke-filled arcade?”
Dennis: “You know what? That is a good question. Can we please not answer it?”
James Bond: “Only the most fiendish, evil, awful, nastiest villains I’ve ever faced. Worse than Blofeld and Goldfinger.”
Dennis: “Aaaiiieee! Worse than Goldfield and Bloatfinger? Wait, what kind of silly names are those?”
Just then …
And when the smoke clears …
Ninja Hedgehog Commander: “Hello again, Mr. Bond.”
Charlee: “Look, Chaplin. Spiny squirrels.”
James Bond: “Oh bollocks.”
Dennis: “Oh crap.”
Mr. Nibbles: “Mr. Bond, you know the ninja hedgehogs? What a coincidence! So does Mr. Dennis!”
Mouse: “This cannot be happening …”
Meanwhile (sort of) …
James Bond: “You two are friends with the missing red dog, yes? Come out of there and let’s talk.”
Producer Smurf: “Oh thank smurf! Finally! I’ll smurf you anything you want to smurf about Dennis!”
Spicoli: “Dude! Shhhh! That guy has ‘narc’ written all over him!”
The eternal question remains…. which is the real Dennis Bond?
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My Dad may have had amnesia once but he really doesn’t remember!
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Be careful what you bark!
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Listen to Spicolli, he know narcs.
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Such an excellent question Dennis! You really stumped Mouse. Smurf needs to listen to Spicolli!
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I’ve never had a martini before, but it sounds delicious. If it’s anything like bacon, there can never be too many of them! Sounds like they might make people a little cuckoo, though.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
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I’m pretty sure Vizslas wobble but they don’t fall down!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra&Holly&Khousin Emmy
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Just be careful with those martinis, Dennis – you need to have all your wits about you:)
Woos – Lightning, Misty, and Timber
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Hilarious!
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My mom says she agrees. You can *never* have too many martinis. Snorts and rolls with piggy laughter. Will the real James Bond stand up please. XOXO – Bacon
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My mum’s oldest nephew in England wrote a book called “The Politics of James Bond.” mum of course bought it but has never read it all the way through
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Whatever the answer is (or even the question at this point), it definitely needs to include Daniel Craig. Or Sean Connery….
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Oh dear; I think I’ve been Dennis’d… and I’ll never be the same again! 🙂
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