Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for July 25, 2012
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Transcript:
Poncho: So, I assume you bumpkins ain't gots no T.V. Virgil: Yup, you assume right, critter. We just gots this ol' upright radio, and we likes it just fine. 'Course alls it plays is staticky marching band recordings from dubya dubya one. Poncho: Ah, forget it, I'm hittin' the hay. Virgil: Condescending mutt, I'd like to hit the hay with-- Emma: Virgil, your blood pressure...
Yup and we even gots a flush terlet…. somewhere in this or the next county!