Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for December 14, 2007

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Poncho: So since my lineage is in question, you don't know for sure what I was bred for. Chazz: That's right, although -- when you were found under a rotting porch -- Poncho: Enough! I was bred for wealth and privilege! It's all coming back to me now! Carmen: That would explain why he lifts his pink when he drinks from the toilet. Chazz: Don't encourage him, dear. Poncho: Let them eat pie! No, wait. Cake! Let them eat cake!