Jon: In order to properly diet, you must change your eating habits, Garfield
Jon: You must look at food differently
Jon: Ha ha ha, Garfield
Jon: Let's measure your tummy, Garfield
Jon: When you take four inches off your waist, you may go off your diet
Jon: And that doesn't count
Jon: You may have coffee on your die, Garfield
Garfield: Thank goodness
Garfield: This diet isn't going to be as bad as I thought
Garfield: For once in my life, a diet worked
Garfield: I'm going to treat myself to a potato chip
Garfield: (poomp!) Rats
Jon: (poke, poke, poke) Good morning, sunshine
Jon: Hey, Garfield. What's all this junk in your bed
Garfield: This isn't junk. This is my stuff
Garfield: I use this brass lizard to scratch my back
Garfield: And here is some extra cat hair for your food, and a double corncob that is a family heirloom
Garfield: And this is my bean-filled whack-bonk
Jon: What does that do?
Garfield: (WHACK!)
Jon: (BONK)
Garfield: It's Monday morning. A cold, gray, drizzly Monday morning
Garfield: Some dude with a trumpet is wailin' some blues on the radio and my breakfast is cold
Garfield: It's all so perfectly depressing I can't wipe this smile off my face
Garfield: Hold it right there. I always want to remember you like this
Garfield: As the kind, benevolent provider
Garfield: Trying to poison me with that cat food
Odie: BARK!
Garfield: (blut!)
Jon: Twenty year from now I'm going to look back on this and laaaaaaugh
Odie: (rowr)
Odie: (fffft!!)
Jon: What are you doing with your teddy bear, Garfield
Garfield: Pooky and I are having lunch. We do everything together
Jon: I swear
Jon: You cats have the strangest habits
Jon: Oh, come on, Garfield. The cat food isn't that bad
Jon: Then let's see how you like it!
Jon: Mmm good
Garfield: You lie!
