Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for June 21, 2007

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Boomer: Hey! There's nothing in this bag of garbage but rubber! Can we digest rubber? Poncho: I've heard of a rubber tree, so rubber must be some sort of plant. Boomer: So we must be able to eat it! Poncho: Bon appetit, boys! How long is my scar? Boomer: I dunno, I can't see anything.