Garfield: *Yeah, well, there is to me, asshole!”

Nermal pauses for a bit.

“Oh, so THAT’S how you’re gonna act, is it?”

Garfield: “Yeah, it is! And you wanna know WHY I’m acting like this? It’s cause you’re a fucking pretentious ASSHOLE!” Garfield yelled back.

Nermal snapped back. “Y’know, maybe I should, hm, I dunno, break that new lightbulb {{user}} got so I can harass you more! How would you like that, ugly?!”

Garfield: “You WOULDN’T DARE.”

Nermal then walks to the fridge and grabs the lightbulb before climbing up on top of one of the cabinets.

Garfield: “Don’t TRY it, I’m warning you!”

“Or what, huh?”

“Or I’ll beat you to a PULP!”

“Sure, you will!” Nermal sarcastically replies. As he says this, he lifts it above her head.

Garfield: “DON’T THROW THAT, YOU-”

Nermal suddenly chucks it to the floor with high velocity, shattering it into pieces with a loud crash. Garfield winces, recoils back with his eyes closed and slowly opens them to see that Nermal had shattered the lightbulb on the floor.

Garfield: “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”

“I dunno, you tell me, fatso!”

Garfield: “YOU MOTHERFUCKER, I’LL-”

Nermal pops up again. “Hey, did you know that-”

Garfield: “SHUT THE FUCK UP!! SHUT UP. RIGHT NOW. FUCK OFF.”

Nermal cockily responded “What’s got you yelling, ”

Garfield: “YOU ARE STILL ALIVE!! Do me a favor, and FUCKING DIE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!”

Nermal immediately dawns an evil smirk, before letting out very clearly fake crying. Garfield yells at him to stop.

Garfield: "I KNOW YOU’RE FAKING!! JESUS FUCK! STOP TRYING TO GAIN SYMPATHY POINTS, YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKER!! I HATE YOU!! EVEN IF THOSE WERE REAL TEARS, WHICH THEY AREN’T, I WOULDN’T AT ALL CARE!! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE RIGHT NOW!!”

Nermal stops the fake tears and angrily turns to Garfield. “And what in the world makes you think I’ll do that?”

Garfield responds. “Cause Pookie isn’t here right now, and I think you don’t want to piss me off more than I am right now. Get. the FUCK. OUT OF MY FACE.”