Look At the Dirty Snooter on This

Java: Combat Dog, this is Stealth Dog calling from Sofa West, state your location?
Lindsay: Woopy Doo there Sexy Stealth Dog. I,m in Outer Space, Planet Biscuits, the Milky way, a Luna Landscape of pefectly cubed winalot chunks in psychedelic gravy.....
Java: Woah, Combat Dog.......this senile doolally thing. Is it a ruse to get more biscuits, more soft,comedy treats, more fuss, less human desired-action based existance, just endless high-value rewards for no commands, with  Awwww, she's an old girl now refrain, and you get carried up the stairs?
Lindsay: Errrrr....maybe........ Due East of Poo-Ville. Weathers stable. Humans are calm. No sign of Posty.
Java & Lindsay & Abe & Kato & all dogs in the world: For posty must die. It is written in sacred Bonios.

Religion.......doncha just hate it................

Java: So what else gives Combat Dog?
Lindsay: hippy is doing weeding in the Bone-Mine area.....
Java: Oh My Dog!!.....
Lindsay: S'OK - chill out Stealth Dog,  I sent  Rookie Dog to scan and secure....gave her strict instructions.....Gentle Scan....Stealthy Snoot......Silent Retrieval.....stash the loot at SecretVille, back of the pond ..........discretion,secrecy, stealth......
Java: So hows the operation going Combat Dog?
kAtO: WOAH DUDES! I GOT ONE! LOOKY! I AM DA BONE-RETRIEVER. HEY HIPPY! LOOK WHAT kAtO DUGGED UP! 
Lindsay: Errr,  Rookie Dog possibly needs to refine her technique.....

http://floot.demon.co.uk/lynn/kato%20dirty%20snooter.AVI