Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for March 09, 2009
March 08, 2009
March 10, 2009
Transcript:
Poncho: Hello, Poo Poo. Where ya been lately? Poo Poo: Recovering from the trauma of being in Droolia's armpit. Poncho: Ew, gross! I don't even want to hear about it. Poo Poo: You were in her other one! Poncho: What? That's preposterous! I was never in Droolia's armpit! Poo Poo: You're repressing the memory! Stop repressing the memory! Poncho: Hello, Poo Poo! Poo Poo: Doolia's armpit! Poncho: Hello, Poo Poo! Poo Poo: Doolia's armpit!!
cleokaya over 15 years ago
I’d repress the memory too.
margueritem over 15 years ago
The memory will come flooding over him like a tsunami of slime.
carmy over 15 years ago
Funny, funny, funny.
McGehee over 15 years ago
Quick, Scotty! Beam him out into space before he self-destructs!
alondra over 15 years ago
I’d want a hot bath right now! Lots of soap!