Jon: Stuffing your face as usual

 Garfielf: I gotta have a good meal.

 Jon: Garfield, you fat cat! You are so big and fat! Why are you so fat?!

 Garfielf: I eat, Jon.. It’s what I do. It’s time to kick Odie off the table. (he looks at Odie with a malicious intent)

 Jon: Dont do it, Garfielf! That’s our pet dog Odie!

 Garfielf: You’re going into orbit, you stupid mutt!

 (Odie is kicked into “orbit”)

 Jon: GAAAAAAARRRFIIIELD!!!

 Garfielf: Time for a nap. I’m a cat who loves to snooze.

 Jon: GARFIELD YOU LAZY CAT! (his voice echoes across the room)

 Garfielf: I hate alram clocks. (he smashes an “alram clock” next to his bed with his fist) I’m am hungry, I want some lasaga. (a thought bubble with lasaga inside hovers next to him)

 Jon: You’re eating us out of house and home, Garmfield!

 Garfielf: Enough with the Chit Chat, lets get some grub going!

 (grub time…)

 Jon: Where are the three-cheese pizzas?

 Garfielf: I ate those food.

 Jon: Where are the taco shells?

 Garfielf: I ate those food.

 Jon: Where did all the Hamburger Helper go?

 (Garfielf lets out a big burp)

 Jon: You’re such a bad kitty! that’s it! I’ve had it with you! that does it! I’m done! that’s the last straw, Grarfileld!