Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for October 25, 2014
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Transcript:
Margo: Ughh, that stupid dog! I reek of garbage and my hair looks like a circus clown! Oh well, at least the ordeal is over… Margo: BWAAAA! Poncho: I'm not here, I;m not here, I'm just looking for candles and incense. Poncho: Also, the espresso machine beeped and scared me and I had an accident on the floor. I'd clean it up myself, but y'know, there's kind of a dog/human agreement about that sort of thing. Margo: I just felt my frontal lobe collapse.
Poncho’s moved well past the point of narcissist into full blown sociopath. It’s getting tiresome.
These arcs that go on for weeks are getting increasingly tiresome.