Lulu: “What’s the first thing you’re going to do when we get to Kosmo’s house, Chaplin?”
Chaplin: “I’m going to wash off all this troll ear wax. What about you?”
Producer Smurf: “You smurf the least smurfy airline ever. What kind of airline doesn’t smurf seats for its customers?”
Mouse: “This isn’t an airline and you’re not a customer. You just climbed aboard uninvited.”
Spicoli: “Boy that turtle sure gets around.”
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hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel we hav departed frum the oshunside harbor with owr kargo of abandond seefood traps and hav deliverd it to the faymus meksikan restawrant casa de bandini so now “flat stanley” and i ar at owr taybel eeting komplimentary homemayd torteeyah chips and salsa and preetending to be hyoomans chek it owt!!!
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hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel i seem to be having a bit of trouble gitting my projekt to sayv the erth frum tuckers flatchoolense off the grownd
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hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel owr trip to dennis massachewsits has run into a bit of a snag on akkownt of a krooz ship beeing ware it shudnt hav ben but we ar finaly mayking progress chek it owt!!!
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hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay i hav had an ideea for a noo feetcher wot i hav never dun before i am going to call it the sunday awards and meem show!!!
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hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay i wood like to thank evrywun hoo wuz consernd abowt me and the doghowse of justss dooring the fire last week the fire is now fully contaynd so i think we hav nuthing to wurry abowt frum it at this poynt altho it wuz pretty scarry for a wile their the local fire cheef sed this fire wuz the gratest thret to the sitty in the last twenty yeerz so way to go mareenz and firefiters and pilots!!!
in reeserching the kawzes of wildfires i resently kaym across this skolarly treetis:
Continue reading “a skolarly treetis on skwirrel arsonists”
So today, just this afternoon, Dennis has started acting all weird and spooky. He keeps wanting to go outside and hide under the shifflera tree, he jumped into the bathtub of his own accord, he keeps running around looking at the ceiling, he won’t eat a pig ear or a trachea, and he’s following my wife around like a shadow (which he doesn’t usually do — that’s Tucker’s job). We’re baffled as to why he’s acting so strange. There was a fire on the other side of the ridge on Camp Pendleton, but as per usual the Marines put it right out (their artillery starts a lot of fires so they’re really good at snuffing them). So what’s the deal?
My wife has decided that Dennis is predicting an earthquake. So if Southern California starts rocking in the next day or so, you read it here first!
Or he could just be looking for ninja hedgehogs …