Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for June 04, 2016
Transcript:
Poncho: I can't go any further! My feet are killing me! Chazz: Poncho, you can't complain in the first mile of a Walk-A-Thon! Poncho: You realize this isn't really complaining, right? This is just the light drizzle before the monsoon. By mile three I'm going to be complaining so loudly and incessantly you're going to beg for a meteor to slam into the earth and put the entire planet out of its misery. Chazz: What if I just gave you mone? Poncho: Nah, I'm sort of looking forward to this now.
Like I said before, attach a leash and drag.