He spent every day downing beers, day-dreaming about chasing criminals, burping, passing wind, passing out, then, a neighbor would shove a food bowl under his chin and the next morning...rinse and repeat...
Oh, I like him – not just as a TV dog, but just as he is. Why are you always so cynical? Have a beer instead of that stuff that’s been trampled on by Italian sweaty feet...
an extremely drunk Scooby-Doo, burping loudly, weird smile, one ear floppy, eyes half lidded, standing in the middle of his front yard, swaying, holding a can of "SCHLITZ" beer, hundreds of empty cans of beer litter the entire front lawn, staggers, sways, then falls face forward unconscious, , rundown ...