Before we start, I like to thank Nightw2 for the ideas. Now start the fic.
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"Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars." said 'The Voice' "Paw Pooch ... when he was a puppy, he tried to dig clear to the center of his home planet".
"Uh, no I didn't" said Paw Pooch in confusion.
"Paw Pooch... he was once the stunt double for Hong Kong Phooey."
"No I wasn't. I wasn't even born in the 70s."
"Paw Pooch ... he tried to audtion for the role of Ms. Lion in the first Spider-Man Movie."
"WHAT?! No I didn't. Ms. Lion's not even in the movie."
"Paw Pooch ... he got his start as a children's birthday party magician."
"No I didn't!"
"Paw Pooch ...he loves eating his own ear and toe wax."
"That's disgusting, no one does that."
"Paw Pooch ... he's really a cult leader for a group of giant arachnids(that would be any creatures that naturally have eight legs and bug-type exoskeletons)"
"No, I'm not."
"Paw Pooch ... he owes Vincent the Bear(from the "Over the Hedge" movie) more than twenty-five thousand dollars in gambling debts."
"I never played a bear. My only poker buddy is Bulldog, and he owes ME money."
"Paw Pooch ... he tries to bulk himself up on as much intense exercise as possible because he's jealous of Four Arms(one of the aliens Ben Tennyson can turn into)"
"What, you think I'm jealous of Mr. 'Look at me I can juggle elephants'? Your crazy."
"Paw Pooch ... he is one of a shoe store's favorite customers because he always has to buy at least FOUR pairs of shoes at a time."
"I don't even wear shoes."
"Now you know Paw Pooch."
"No they don't!"
"Yes they do." The camera then moves away.
"Hey come back here! I don't eat ear wax, or own a cult. Hello, hello..."