hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel for this weeks rerun the nice peepul at random.org hav selekted this post in witch tucker pretends that he is not the wun hoo tried to steel the chikkin frum the sink for shaym tucker!!!! shaym shaym shaym oh hay wow luk its a pikcher of me with a grappling hook how awsum is that??? ok bye
Hello good readers. This is Tucker the Much Better Vizsla Than Dennis. Normally today would feature his ridiculous Sunday Awards and Meme Show, but since Dennis is still in court over his scheme to buy awards with toaster ovens, I have decided to instead investigate the true meaning of Halloween, which I am afraid has been lost in all the spooky commercialism of costumes and ghosts and vampires and whatnot. By doing this, I hope to return Halloween to its real purpose: A great big birthday party for me.
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay dada sez he needs to tayk a littel brake frum helping me with the blog so i am going to just post random old adventchers for a bit a sort of klip show if yoo wil i apolodjize to those wot hav seen theez before but maybe yoo wil ketch sumthing yoo missd the first time arownd!!! ok bye
Hello good readers, this is Tucker the dog. Some of you may have noticed recent changes around here and come to the conclusion that I have somehow stolen control of the blog from my brother Dennis, but nothing could be further from the truth. In fact, Dennis asked me to take over from him because he finally realized that he is young and silly, while I am older and wiser, not to mention better. Still unconvinced? Let’s look at the facts. Come, Trixie! The game is afoot!
Hello, good readers. This is Tucker the Vizsla. Recently, some scurrilous rumors and dubious video footage has surfaced purporting to show me trying to get at a chicken that Mama was defrosting in the kitchen sink. But do these rumors hold up to scrutiny? Let’s investigate.
Hello good readers, this is Tucker the Vizsla. Recently, scurrilous notes have appeared, anonymously of course, suggesting that I stole Dennis’s breakfast. But does this claim really hold up under scrutiny? Let’s examine the facts. Come, Trixie! The game’s afoot!
Hello, good readers. This is Tucker the Vizsla. Recently I have been implicated in the destruction of a pillow based on evidence that is at best circumstantial and at worst, fabricated. Unlike my so-called brother, Dennis, who blames his misfortunes on vast conspiracies and absurd enemies, I intend to clear my name by investigation and deduction because, as Mama always says, I am the smart one. Come, Trixie! The game’s afoot!