"I think this evening social needs to be more funky", said a male Chicken, his long tail feathers twitching with excitement. When nothing happened in response, he repeated louder: "I THINK THIS EVENING SOCIAL NEEDS TO BE MORE FUNKY!"
"Will you shut up already?" asked Doctor Whoof, "I'm trying to concentrate on the snacks here"
The Fowl was getting really impatient with what he was trying to do. He stormed out of the crowd and looked around for what he was trying to signal. He spotted something hiding behind a nearby tree.
"There she is", said the rooster as he approached the tree. As soon as he looked, he saw what he was looking for, DJ P0N-3. She was sitting at the Tree's base, looking down at the ground without her sunglasses on and had a very depressed expression on her face.
"I keep crowing for you to hit the disks", snapped the Bird, "And yet
I heard there revolt has moved on to main-street, they’re lining up programmers now.
That’s four blocks away. Aren’t you worried the rebels will find you?
So dramatic, (to CAT) let’s hope yours is a peaceful society when your time comes.
It will be a long while before the cats take over. What if they're just like us?
Garfield will teach his cubs and his cubs will teach his cubs-cubs.
Teach them what?
How to behave like common, decent civilized folk.
Switch to the disloyal function on his translator, I want to hear it again.
Scratch behind my ears if you can to do that much.
How come Garfield never insults you, only me?
The collar can only make approximate translations, he might've meant it as a compliment.
Always complaining Mr.-I-could’ve