Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for October 12, 2003
Transcript:
Boomer: I call to oder the monthly catapult-all-cats-into-the-sun meeting. Poncho, you're in charge of the ribbon-cutting ceremony. Did you get the giant blue ribbon? Poncho: I got some string. It might be blue, I'm colorblind. Boomer: Sigh. Hudson, you're the talent coordinator. Who did you book to cut the ribbon? Hudson: Someone named "Cher." Boomer: You got Cher?? Hudson: "Cher" is her first name. Her last name is "Im..person..ate..or." Woman: Actually, i'm a Cher impersonator impersonator. But I will work for table scraps. Boomer: We're on a budget here! We can't afford table scraps! Hudson: She said she had her own scissors. Poncho: Oops.