Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for November 06, 2015

Transcript:

Poncho: My beautiful dog face, stripped of its canine beauty! I'm left with nothing but a mask of cat hair to cover my withering visage! My repulsive carcass is too harrowing to gaze upon! I'm forced to hide away in the shadowy caverns deep below the upper world! And yet my heart still longs for love, still dreams of beauty and song..... Carmen: What's that mournful wail? Chazz: Poncho's hiding in the basement.