Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for November 09, 2009
November 08, 2009
November 10, 2009
Transcript:
Poncho: Hey, did you know a pregnant goldfish is called a "twit"? Fish: That's impossible, goldfish don't get pregnant, they lay eggs. Poncho: Great, that just ruined my punch line. Fish: I'm also a male. Plus I haven't even had a date in 4 years -- Poncho: Okay, okay, punch line averted, next topic!
COWBOY7 about 15 years ago
There is something fishy about this story line!
Destiny23 about 15 years ago
This explains the name of that annoying texting service so many are addicted to – those who use it have the intelligence of a goldfish…
vampyre613 about 15 years ago
Quit yer carping! (budda boom) :)
alondra about 15 years ago
If that isn’t a hint that he’d like a girl goldfish for company I don’t know what is.
harm1994 about 15 years ago
That punch line is no longer a option, time to tuna the page and move forward.
carmy about 15 years ago
At least you learned something new, Poncho!
cleokaya about 15 years ago
time for the next big fish adventure, setting him up for a date with a set of big fins.
fritzoid Premium Member about 15 years ago
Twitter? I never even KISSED ‘er!
Dirty Dragon about 15 years ago
I swordfish Poncho would stop this seahorsing around, I’m liable to go into a state of shark.