Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for July 16, 2006
Transcript:
Squirrel: One triple hazel-nut latte, please. Boomer: Hey, wait a minute... there's something fishy about you... Poncho: Yeah, I sense it, too! Boomer: You're way too small to be a bulldog! Poncho: And why doesn't your mouth move when you talk? Boomer: Ah-ha! This is some sort of mask!! Poncho: Diabolical! Boomer: Gasp! you're really a... Chihuahua! Oh, geez, we are really sorry! Here, let me pay for your latte. Our deepest apologies. Really. Squirrel: Your turn. Squirrel: I'm going to try it with a Nixon mask.
But Nixon’s dead