Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for November 03, 2003
Transcript:
Poncho: My master always knows it was me who got into the garbage because my tail gives me away. Boomer: It sticks between your legs, huh? Poncho: Yeah. It's like an admission of guilt. Boomer: Well, buddy, I've got just the thing to get you back chewin' trash in no time. Poncho: Really? What is it? If this works, I can go into politics.