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 wel i hav a gud thing and a sad thing for yoo today lets start with the sad thing i hav herd that my gud frend pink daisy the pink pit bull has lost her brother sprocket this weekend so if yoo wood like to go visit her i am shoor she wood apreeshyayt it sprocket wuz a kyoot littel fuzz ball and wil be grately missd!!!