Garfield's Thanksgiving

Garfield: Well, I might as well see how the ole diet's going.

[steps on his scale]

RX2: Hello, I'm RX2, your talking scale. I can tell you your weight, your fortune, or just about anything else you would like to know.

Garfield: Okay, smarty pants, what's my name?

RX2: Judging by your weight, you are Orson Welles.

Garfield: Great, her voice chip with a cruel streak.

RX2: May I have your autograph, please?

Garfield: Oh, shut up. Why is everybody picking on me, and what's wrong with being large-boned, anyway?

RX2: I've seen all your movies.

Garfield: Hey, how would you like to have your battery removed?

RX2: I wouldn't like that, Mr. Welles.

Garfield: It's not like I'm all that overweight; I can still see my feet.

RX2: I've seen "Citizen Kane" eight times.

Garfield: All right, that's it, you're history!

[stamps the scale repeatedly till it breaks, then dashes away as his scale beeps]

RX2: [drones] Rosebuuuuuuud...