“Socks covered in mayonnaise”? My mind’s eye and my gag reflex are arm wrestling to see who’s more disgusted? Oddly enough, now I want a bologna sandwich.
Well, Poncho has a penchant for famous masters. …or perhaps Poncho creates masters of note. Okay! Okay! He’s a menace, but that’s what he does. If you own one, you know it. Deal with it.
Well there you go. That’s a great idea. Now we can just walk over and bark at it all we want. Brilliant!