After arriving at Earth just in time to prevent Darth Tater from mashing it, and then blasting my way through his army of drones, I find myself confronting Darth Tater himself in a one-on-one battle in space. I have flyball-honed reflexes and amazing paw-eye coordination on my side; but Darth Tater has something even more powerful. He has my hat.
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hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay luk at the sertifikats wot i got frum rusty for joining the skwirrel patrol!!!
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hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog i hav ben going thru more old pikchers and i fownd this wun of my brother tucker wen he wuz only a fyoo munths old:
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