Garfield & Friends

Jon: Mmmmunch! Have another glass of punch! Eat bananas by the bunch! I've a hunch, that you're planning something good for dinner. Munch! Hear that meal going crunch! Think your chair is gonna scrunch! What a brunch! This should hold you until lunch.

Jon: Eat! Have a bowl of shredded wheat! Add some sugar make it sweet, for a treat, it's so neat when you have food or berries! Eat! Dieting is obsolete! Have another piece of meat! Can't be beat, so you cannot see your feet!

Ann McPherson: You poor cat, I heard you squeal! You poor cat, you need a meal litally! Your master doesn't give you all the things to need to live! (to Jon) Feed this cat! You know that it's a real thread. If you don't I will call the cops, and they will send some cars of men to put you behind bars!

Garfield: Sorry, Nermal. Not this morning. You have had your final warning. I have taken up a hobby: mailing kittens all the way to Abu Dhabi.

Garfield: Hiya Odie! Whatcha doing! How's that bone that you are chewing? There's a rumbling in my tummy, and that bone if yours is looking pretty yummy.

Jon: No more food! Forgive me if I'm sounding rude, but you have got to lose some weight! You get no more to eat, until, you look and see your feet!

Jon: You're too fat! I can't keep quiet, you're too fat, It's time to diet, I insist. You will not have a feast until you lose ten pounds at least!

Garfield: Make an omelette. Make a waffle, though your cooking's really awful. Make me pancakes. Make me bacon. (referring to a lettuce) If you think that I will eat this you're mistaken.

Garfield: Where's my meal? I am starving. Start the cooking! Start the carving! I eat breakfast as a habit. This is quite a lovely meal for a rabbit.

Garfield: But the puppy makes me cautious, and our houseguest makes me nauseus. I would sleep but I'm unable. Might as well see if my breakfast's on the table.