Poncho: Help!
Pops: Keep running Poncho!
Poncho: The cats are after me!
Pops: Get the shoebox!
Dog 1: Keep your blindfolds on, everybody!
Pops: They went this way!
Dog 2: We're coming, brother!
Boomer: Guys? Hello?
Now I feel sorry for Chaz and Carmen. Imagine being sound asleep and being awaken by a dog with his stomach glowing bright red being chased by cats followed by blindfolded dogs walking on their hind legs like zombies who are followed by Richard Nixon! The stuff of nightmares.
I’m getting the sneaking suspicion that this might all end up as a pun ala Pearls Before Swine.
Now I feel sorry for Chaz and Carmen. Imagine being sound asleep and being awaken by a dog with his stomach glowing bright red being chased by cats followed by blindfolded dogs walking on their hind legs like zombies who are followed by Richard Nixon! The stuff of nightmares.
I’m getting the sneaking suspicion that this might all end up as a pun ala Pearls Before Swine.