Reminds me of the group therapy scene from Patch Adams.
Looks like Bobby Hill
I don’t think it was a dream. I think it finally dawned on him in the middle of the night that they built a robot dog so the cats are afraid of something. Since they do not fear the real dog.
I don’t want to sound nice, but that was an awful explanation
She’s flat as a board
He’s gonna say; “You know what, Poncho was right, this chew toy I’m hugging smells awful”
What a bogus journey.
Shouldn’t they be laughing more?
This is Blastphemy
One fishy evening