Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for July 13, 2014
Poncho: Ignoring the warnings on the radio, the camper went back to his tent. Poncho: He called to his tent mates, but there was nobody there. So he pulled open the flaps, and there, dangling… Poncho: …Was a bloody stainless steel hook! Animal 1: Where were all the campers? Poncho: No trace of them was ever found. But I know for a fact that the murderer killed each and every one of them. Poncho: And do you know how I know? Animal 2: H-h-how? Poncho: Because… I-- Poncho: Because the uh, murderer was captured by diligent police officers and, uh, locked away safely behind bars, ha ha. The end.