Alan's stream of unconsciousness

Alan: It feels so darned good to lay down. I love grazing, don't get me wrong, 

but I was on my feet all stinkin' night. Zzzzzz....

Alan: I'm not home. Go find somebody else to play with.

George: I'll give him five more minutes, but that's it. He can sleep when he gets old.

George: Time's up, buddy. Rise and shine.

Alan: My kingdom for a snooze alarm.

George: There's no getting rid of me. I'm going to paw at you until you stand up.

(This is the part where you roll your mouse between the margin and the image for about five minutes.)

Alan: Would you just shut up already?

George: My work is done.

Alan: What was the point of waking me up if you're not going to play?

Alan: Butthead...