This is me with my new buddy, Flat Stanley. The mailman brought him. I barked.
Flat Stanley doesn't like to do a whole lot, but he's okay to have around. He says he wants to see the town, then go back to Fayetteville. I have entrusted him to the thumb-havers for sightseeing duties. I think they are planning to implicate him in the Kennedy Assassination. We'll see how that goes.
Who's Kennedy, and what's an assassination? Does it involve having two butts? Because that would be great for sniffing...
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