Homer:There, there, shut up boy, we'll just get you a new dog.
Bart:I don't want a new dog, I want Santa's little helper.
Homer:Well crying isn't going to bring him back, unless your tears smell like dogfood, so you can either sit there crying and eating can after can of dogfood until your tears smell enough like dogfood to make your dog come back, or you can go out there and find your dog.
Bart:You're right, I'll do it!
Homer:Rats, I almost had him eating dogfood.
Have a sacrelicious weekend bender everyone!
Bart:I don't want a new dog, I want Santa's little helper.
Homer:Well crying isn't going to bring him back, unless your tears smell like dogfood, so you can either sit there crying and eating can after can of dogfood until your tears smell enough like dogfood to make your dog come back, or you can go out there and find your dog.
Bart:You're right, I'll do it!
Homer:Rats, I almost had him eating dogfood.
Have a sacrelicious weekend bender everyone!
To bad I have to work on Saturday.