Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for August 12, 2011
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Rob: A-ha! Oh, it's you. I thought you were Satchel. Bucky: Did you find his dog aroma thingy yet? I can't find it. Rob: No, it smells so strong in every room, I can't narrow any are down. Bucky: The smell follows you wherever you move, it's like the aroma Lisa. Rob: We better find it quick. It smells like a sewer pipe burst in a chum factory in here. Bucky: To me it smells like a self-conscious skunk who started wearing body spray.
♩♩♫♩ What pews, pussycat? Whoa, whoa.~ What pews, pussycat? Whoa,whoa.~ ♫♩ Pussycat, pussycat, I’ve got odors, Propelled by motors, To blow on you!~ So go and plug up your cute little pussycat nose.~ ♫♩ Pussycat, pussycat, I’m above you. Yes, it’s true.~ You and your pussycat nose. ♩♩♫♩ What pews, pussycat? Whoa, whoa.~ What pews, pussycat? Whoa,whoa.