Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for October 17, 2015
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October 18, 2015
Transcript:
Boomer: Whoa, Poncho....you resisted a meatball for 4 seconds. Poncho: It's true! What's happening to me? I barely feel canine anymore! All that time spent with cats has eroded my dog-ocity! I....I feel like I can see through my paws! Help me! I'm losing my grip on planet earth! I'm becoming weightless and getting sucked into the void! Ahhhhh! All the stars are made of cats!!!! Dog: Somebody grab his collar.
I have been searching youtube for the song with the line, “don’t talk to me now, I’m having an anxiety attack”. All I get are these very serious shrink sites. Does anyone else remember this song?