Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for November 12, 2003
November 11, 2003
November 13, 2003
Transcript:
Garbage can: Pon-chooo... come and eeeat... Poncho: Stop tempting me! My master will flip if I get into you! Garbage can: Come on! You know you want to! Poncho: Be quiet! Geez, I'm having a conversation with the trash can in the middle of the night! I'm losing it! Carpet: Hey, Buster! Remember what you did on me during the last thunderstorm? Poncho: Great, now there does the broadloom.
