Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for October 19, 2005
Transcript:
Man: I'm afraid there's no choice. The only way to remove the food dish from Poncho's stomach is surgery. Poncho: Surgery?! Oh, geez! Oh, oh no! Surgery! Does that mean....does that mean...I'm going to have to wear one of those plastic-dome things around my neck? Man; Well....yes, but... Poncho: Oh, the humanity!!