Lulu: “Psst! Chaplin! We’re here to rescue you!”
Chaplin: “Rescue me? I don’t need to be rescued. I’m scamming all kinds of free food down here.”
Charlee: “But the ship is mostly underwater. If the windows in that room start to leak, you might get wet.”
Seagull: “What’s wrong with water? I love water! Love it! Love it!”
Captain Yosemite Sam: “Sinking while at the pier in the harbor! Consarn it! I’m never going to live this one down!”
Chaplin: “Can you explain this wi-fi password concept to us one more time?”
Captain Yosemite Sam: “I already illustrated it for you varmints with Ritz crackers, pieces of biscotti, potato chips, and a charcuterie plate! You’re just incapable of understanding it!”
Seagull: “Once more! Just once more! Maybe with rice cakes! With rice cakes!”
Chaplin: “Eww, no, not with rice cakes.”
Seagull: “Did I say rice cakes? I meant French fries! French fries! French fries!”
Captain Yosemite Sam: “Listen, cat! Wi-Fi is a precious commodity! If I give out the password, there’ll be less wi-fi for m! And I’m the Captain, so I need all the wi-fi! Understand?”
Chaplin: “Not really. Maybe you could demonstrate it. Say, with a bowl of crackers?”
Charlee: “Look how high up I am. I’m definitely winning!”
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Charlee: “This is the worst-organized store I’ve ever seen.”
Lulu: “Are you sure this is Pier One?”
GPS: “BING! Of course I’m sure. I’m connected to satellites and stuff.”
Seagull: “What about bits of bread? Have you got any bits of bread?”
Chaplin: “Do I look like I would have bits of bread?”
Seagull: “Everyone looks like they would have bits of bread.”
Chaplin: “So where do we have to go to get this meat-based patio furniture?”
Lulu: “I’m not sure, the picture didn’t say. I figure we can start at Pier One. They sell patio furniture.”
Charlee: “Makes sense. Should we take Dada’s car or the Magic Flying Coaster?”
Lulu: “Well, Dada’s car is kind of slow these days, and the Magic Flying Coaster has limited cargo capacity. But I have a plan.”
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel after a luvly meel and dessert at the casa wot bandini bilt wot wuz also attended by a misteeryus mango minster shirt waring fan of mine hoo kind of lukd like my dada “flat stanley” told me we wer off to the vista viking festival!!! vikings in kalifornya hoo noo but chek it owt!!!
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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 having had a bit of a skayr in the mithikal mowntin town of julian dooring wich it wuz verry dark and we wer likely to be eeten by a groo “flat stanley” and i hav now traveld bak to the relativ sayfty of the oshunside harbor!!!
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hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wile dadas mama and dada were heer visitting they all got to go owt and see the wunderful sites of suthern kalifornya inklooding see wurld in the mithikal sitty of sandy eggo and wot did i git to do??? i got to stay home!!! but of korse beeing a verry enterpizing set of dogs we konspired to partisipayt despite beeing lokd in the howse with no car keys chek it owt!!!
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hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel as i am shoor yoo ar all awayr my sister trouble the kitty went away a fyoo weeks ago thus interrupting my eksplorayshun of the misteeryus sivilizayshun off the koast of kalifornya having mayd my way bak to the maynland to attend her memoryal serviss and the reeding of the wil i am now attemting to finans a reeturn trip to the abandond iland of catalinatlantis!!! how am i dooing that yoo ask??? wel lets just say it is capitalizm at its finast!!!
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The Oceanside Animals 