Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for March 06, 2015
Transcript:
Poncho: So now that we're friends, let me ask you: How do you deal with the pain, suffering, embarrassment, humiliation, and public degradation of having a master who's a mailman? Benjamin Franklin: I dunno. Poncho: You can let it out. We're friends now. Cry if you want to. Benjamin Franklin: I feel fine. He treats me great. I don't really care what others think. Poncho: My master's turning my life into a public cesspool! Bwaaaaa Poncho: Something… Like that, maybe? Benjamin Franklin: You wanna come over? It's pork rind's Friday.
@Senex and WDemBlk: I agree it is a dumb thing. My Apple devices and my computers automatically update. Y’all have a wonderful weekend my friends.