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Buster B. Brown
It's not just a name, it's a sentence.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
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Who ended up with the babe?
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The purpose of licking one's nose
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It Wasn't Sweden...
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Piercing stares, part deux
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Eureka. (Part 2)
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Tickus Vizslosis
Fun with physics
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The Importance of an Empty Mind
Dog Science
My evil twin, Skippy
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Buster the Vizsla
Yes, well, fabulous. What more do you need to know? Vizsla. Four years old. Fifty-one pounds of Hungarian hunk. Buster. B. Brown. B3 for short.
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