Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for August 22, 2016
Transcript:
Poncho: Hey, I think maybe I smell some intruders. Dog: Nah, you're getting freaked out because it's dark. Your senses are playing tricks on you. Poncho: Really? Sniff. Wow, such detail. Stale sweat, cheap bourbon, balloons..... Robber: I hope the guys don't find out about my day job as a birthday clown.
With some face paint, those burglers could disguise themselves as mimes…..