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.
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay thats rite it is the sunday awards and meem show!!! now today i am brawdkasting frum a top seekret sownd insoolayted lokayshun in the hopes that a sertin smurf wil not be abel to find me and interrupt me with enny singing or dansing or pleez to introdoose her to my faymus frends so shhhh!!!! dont tel her the show is going on!!!