Nobody Expects The Wal-Mart Inquisition

After being betrayed to the Mark-Downers by Logan, I have found myself carted off to a desolate warehouse that apparently dates from the 20th century, a relic now here in the 23rd. This moldering, vacant space seems like the perfect spot for the harshest interrogation imaginable. I can only wonder what ruthless torments the Mark-Downers have in store for me …

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Reservoir Dog

After interminable hours of driving through the featureless desert, we have arrived in what’s left of California, where, right on the border, we find exactly what Logan said we would:  The last Target of the 23rd century.  But if Target is some sort of fabled promised land here in the realm of Wally World, why is it completely deserted?  I have a bad feeling about this, and am beginning to wish I had simply gone back to the Doghouse of Justice instead of agreeing to help Logan escape from the Mark-Downers.  But, as they say, in for a bit, in for a kibble.

Finding the Target parking lot empty, Logan does what any good shopper would do, and parks as close to the entrance as possible. The door to Target yawns open. An invitation? Or a hungry mouth waiting to devour us? We are about to learn which.

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Priced To Move

Upon discovering that he was about to be marked down, my new friend has decided to make a run from Wally World to the legendary land of Target.  But can we even make it out of Wally World?  And does Target even still exist?  Only time will tell … but time is the one thing that we don’t have.

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The Future Isn’t What It Used To Be

After an incorrect setting in the control panel of the Doghouse of Justice caused me to arrive in the 23rd century, I decided to investigate how culture had changed over the course of a few hundred years.  Little did I suspect that while this society seemed a glossy paradise, it was at rotten at its center as … um … something glossy but rotten.

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yummy caveear

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog well despite the best efferts of the rodent spies my first jar of caveear has now rolld off the assembly line aka my krate heer is a pikcher of the packajing

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my noo vencher

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog well as yoo no i lost my pig powders bizness a wile bak do to the vast rodent conspiracy but now i am bak with a noo bizness vencher i hav herd of this stuff calld caveear i dont no much abowt it eksept that its ekspensiv and it comes owt of a fish well check it owt i can get stuff owt of a fish verry eezily

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