Garfield by Jim Davis for November 04, 1984
November 03, 1984
November 05, 1984
Transcript:
Garfield: A dimly lit street corner at midnight. This puts me in the mood for some snappy patter. Hey, good-lookin'. What's happenin'? Cat: Who are you? Garfield: Names aren't important. Some call me a soldier of fortune. Some call me a renaissance man. You can call me "major". Cat: I love men in uniform. Garfield: What say we go to Rick's Cafe Americain for a soda pop? Cat: I'm with you, big boy. Garfield: Here's lookin' at you, sweetheart. *SMACK!* Garfield: Rats. I think I chucked her chin a little hard.
vash_ts over 11 years ago
Smooth, garfield, Smooth
ChronicleHunter about 8 years ago
Arlene’s purple ugly sisiter
Garfield almost 6 years ago
She died. Rip. The End
Nobody! over 3 years ago
QUICK! CALL THE VET!
SenorYetre over 1 year ago
Garfield the rizz master
Scrambled Eggs about 1 year ago
Garfield, you’ve… you’ve taken the wrong lessons from film noir movies. Or you’ve mixed up Humphrey Bogart and the Honeymooners. Either way you just assaulted a lady cat and that’s no good.