Somewhere, hidden in a wonderful land of magic, sits Denniopolis, the fantastical factory that produces all of the joy that goes into each and every one of our entrees.
TWO! FOUR! SIX! EIGHT!
WHO DO WE APPRECIATE?!
The 2-4-6-8 menu and anthropomorphized Baja Quesadilla Burgers!
Floating through the abysmal cosmos, Capt. Fred Stewart longed for the safety of his ship, the warmth of his home, Earth, and the embrace of his loving family, whom he would never see again. Communications with the homebase had been permanently severed and his oxygen was steadily charging toward zero percent. But with his last ounces of strength he propelled himself toward the floating bag of freeze-dried Denny’s, sucking the last of his air, tiring his atrophying muscles. For Captain Fred Stewart had made one promise to himself: if he was going to die, he would go out while eating something delicious.
And he did.
High upon the bluff, they say, Dr. Denny creates unspeakable creatures and produces experiments only an insane, demented genius could imagine. It was all conjecture until one fateful, stormy night, when the laboratory-castle’s facade began to crumble, and the Dreggon finally made its escape…
Hey guys, Denny’s Tumbler Dad here,
Now that you’ve finished your homework and studying for the evening, I know you kids are out there cruising on the net like Sandra Bullocks hahaha. Anyway, I just wanted to drop in here like it’s hot and Wrap real quick about Net Safety.
Recently the moon had Heartbleed which puts us all in danger from internet scammers, meme-minions, and just all around no good probably e-magical creatures, according to online. So remember to change your passwords because safety is number one! It really is. I can’t stress it enough. So put down the kik chat for five minutes, pull those pants up, and change it up! We’re all amigas here so let’s be safe amigas!
Alright, I have to go iron my jeans, but thanks for listening Tumbler!
~Marty
Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Diner Booth Battles. Tonight’s contenders: PanQuake vs. B. REAL. B, you’re up first:
BURGER: Yo. Don’t blink more than twice cause they servin me nice. Lettuce tomato mayo with a side of fries. My verse so cold, you’ll be fluffy, frozen on ice and I’ll slice and dice spillin’ the syrup contained inside. You say you got stacks, well I got the tracks. And I’m spitting that venom provin your rhymes are mad wack. You’re glorified bread fed and I’m seein red, stepping to me is a mistake when you’re already hangin’ on by a thread. Breakfast time? Nah. Kid, it ain’t your year. Catch me with your girl, poppin’ ketchup bottles in here. She’s smilin’ cause I’m the best and you’re just a crutch, so get back to the mixing bowl cause it’s time for lunch.
PANCAKE: Hold on, lemme ask the waitress for the check. This battle’s already done so start showin respect. And that leafy green lettuce ain’t hidin your medium rare redneck. You peaked early and I’m spittin waves so try not to get wet. You think your verse is tight as the crowd’s rollin’ their eyes, I’m sendin you back to the farm cause you weren’t raised right. You got beef? Well me too, but my taste is wholesome delicious there ain’t no beef in my food. And when I roll, I don’t need to roll with no crew. You got fixins watchin your back making you look like a fool. All I need is syrup, butter to know how I rule. The ladies love it, thinkin’ bout me causes people to drool. Cause I’m golden-brown, fluffy changin’ the way you do food. So heads up, here I come. Early morning attack. Got your fam runnin’ screamin BREAKFAST IS BACK.
Take your Dennygotchi to Denny’s and feed the both of you while socializing with other Dennygotchi. For friendship.
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