Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for October 02, 2012
October 01, 2012
October 03, 2012
Transcript:
Poncho: Halt! Identify yourself, in the name of the great and all powerful moon king! Boomer: Seems to me a "moon king" could afford a swanker helmet. Poncho: Gasp! That insolent tone… the earmark of an earthling! Boomer: Why don't you remove your helmet and very your hypothesis? Poncho: The… the moon king doesn't feel like it… at the moment… Boomer: Stuck, is it? Poncho: Speak up , the moon king has golf balls in his ears.
Hillbillyman over 11 years ago
The moon King is a bit of a nincompoop!
cdward over 11 years ago
The Moon King just wants some kibble. And air.
likeponcho over 11 years ago
Is this mini golf far from their home? Because they should run. The situation doesn’t seem good. :D
stripseeker over 11 years ago
@Ponch
We’ve been mooned long enough.Dog-a-pult back to Earth where you can stir up some real trouble.
GROG Premium Member over 11 years ago
Now talk about a buckethead.
LingeeWhiz over 11 years ago
At least we know what Poncho s king of now.Mooning!
LazyLady909 over 11 years ago
I love Boomer in the last frame.
mabrndt Premium Member over 11 years ago
Where/When was the strip showing how he got stuck?
Dimpleman Premium Member over 11 years ago
Nicely written.
JP Steve Premium Member over 11 years ago
Kevin! [Cul de Sac]