Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for January 08, 2010
Transcript:
Chazz: Check it out! Poncho--I mean, Poncho's tongue--can juggle six teacups. Poncho: Sorry. I had to Michigan J. Frog you there, Chazz. But the tongue only performs when it feels like it, and there's no reasoning with it, let me tell you. Hello my baby...hello my darlin'... Chazz: So now I've got two entities working to give me grief!
Since nobody else has pointed it out, I will: It’s “Hello my baby, hello, my HONEY”–not darlin.