Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for April 21, 2008
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Transcript:
Boomer: We're trapped in this dumpster, just like the trash-compactor scene in "Star Wars." Poncho: Hey, I can do a good Chewie. Say: "R-2 says the chances of survival are seven hundred and seventy-five... to one." Boomer: R-2 says the chances of survival are seven hundred and seventy-five... to one. Poncho: TRILL! Boomer: Chewie doesn't sound like that. He sounds more like this: KRONK! Poncho: No, it's more like this: TRILLL! Boomer: KRONK! Poncho: TRILLL! Garbageman: Holy geez, we've got Wookies.
Saying this so nobody can get first