Okay, this story is heavily stupid, so don't take it seriously.
One night, Garfield was sitting in his 3 story tall house. He was playing Crash Bandicoot 77 on his Atari 2400. He had a plate of lasagna to his left. And to his right, was a radio playing Spice Girls. He loved eating lasagna a lot. But, he was a bit sad. Because it was 10:58 PM on a Sunday, it was almost Monday. Saying that he hated Mondays would be an understatement. Mondays were his worst enemy. His other enemies were Sly Cooper and Mickey Mouse. He liked his friends, though. His girlfriend Sonic the Hedgehog was always nice to him. Odie, his cousin, was a tad annoying, but he could get around that. Then there was John. Garfield would've been dating John, instead of Sonic, if John had not been dating Bowser. Just thinking about John got his ET underpants wet.
Garfield was about to finish the level when he heard a knock on his door. He looked through the door hole. It was Squidward. Garfield opened the door. "What are you doing at my house this late," said Garfield, "when Monday rolls around, I will hate everything I see for the next millennium."
"I have come to pick up the tacos I asked you to order earlier." Squidward said.
"I have consumed those items, Squidward."
"But why?"
"When my girlfriend, Sonic, came over, he was hungry for tacos, not lasagna. Instead of immediately throwing him out the window, I decided to be tame and give him some lasagna."
"Understood" was all Squidward said before leaving.
Garfield slammed the door shut. For plot convenience, it was now 11:59 PM. "I'd better take a snooze," Garfield said as he went to go turn off his Atari and radio, then going to sleep.
"Please let John love me when I wake." Garfield was still wet from thinking about him. He quickly fell asleep.
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