Tomato Sawyer and Huckleberry Larry's Big River Rescue (2008)
Tomato Sawyer and Huckleberry Larry's Big River Rescue was released on July 13, 2008. In the story, Grandpa George returns as Clark Wayne (a parody of Mark Twain) and stars Larry as Huckleberry Larry and Bob as Tomato Sawyer in a parody of Twain's novels Adventures of Huckleberry Finn and The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.
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—Mark Twain [Samuel Langhorne Clemens] (1835–1910)
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