Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for December 07, 2007

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Poncho: Pst! Hey, Poo Poo! Here's your fake fur back! Poo Poo: Huh? But I thought you said I shouldn't wear it. That I should be true to myself. Poncho: Yeah, well, the truth is I just wanted to borrow it. Poo Poo: Sniff... it smells like Italian garbage. Poncho: I'll be honest with you, the authorities are looking for someone who fits your description... and smells like pizzeria dumpster. Poo Poo: It also smells like feta. Poncho: Yeah, I'd stay outta Greek town for a while, too. Gotta fly!