Then the bird bath breaks, under Garfield’s weight.
Or I’ll pat ya, with my walkin’ stick.
Just dress up as a shark, Garfield, that’ll scare them away.
Oh, lettuce be, Jon.
You just had to rub your nose in it, didn’t you Jon ?
You’ve gotta be yolking me, Garfield.
How about, tossed salad and scrambled eggs, for your breakfast, Garfield ?
Garfield suffers from, bone-idled laziness stress disorder.
Garfield hasn’t taken any viagra, has he ?
The master of disaster, strikes again.