Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for September 07, 2009
September 06, 2009
September 08, 2009
Transcript:
Poo Poo: What color bow hast been festooned upon mine coiffed and perfumed brow? Be it pink? Be it apricot? Oh, what matter its former hue, for it hath now the blemish of night itself; indeed, the self-same blackness which hast been rendered upon my soul! Beetle: ? Poo Poo: Soliloquies are wasted on Japanese fighting beetles.
Yay, the beetle said Ta-ru, which of course is “tar”.