Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for March 17, 2007
Transcript:
Poncho: We made it, Stinky! Thanks for guarding this place with me overnight even though you were out of spray. Skunk: No problem, Poncho. Poncho: Come on, coffee's on me! Noise: Whap! Poncho: I... see you got your spray back. Skunk: Well, I'm probably out again, actually. Poncho: And the coffee? Skunk: Yeah, that's on me now.