Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for November 27, 2005
November 26, 2005
November 28, 2005
Transcript:
Poo Poo: Uh-oh. It's starting to get brisk out. Woman: Shnookie-poo! It's a wittle chilly-willy for my snucky Poo Poo! Poo Poo: Oh no. Woman: Smookums needs his sweater to stay cozy-wozy! Poo Poo: Great! From now until spring, I'm going to be the social punching bag. Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. Hudson and Boomer: Ha ha ha har does it get any better? Haw ha ha hee h-- Poncho: Hey, guys! Poo Poo: Thank heaven for you, Poncho. Poncho: Aw, shoot, I fell over. Can someone gimme a boost?
