Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for March 13, 2016
Transcript:
Poncho: Hey, it's a letter from the birds from the park. "Dear Stupid Dogs, We're tired of being barked at by you in the park. Our travels south have opened our perspective on the world. Do you not realize how many places are enmeshed in skirmishes that far outweigh your petty harassments? We have come across some firsthand, and we're heading back to share our new perspective with you. See you soon, jerks. The birds." There's a picture of them with a tank. Boomer: They're coming all the way up here with a tank? Poncho: Geez, I dunno...there's gotta be obstacles, right?
oh well: tanks, but no tanks