Say, "Ah," Garfield. - I'll take your temperature if you don't say, "Ah". - Ah.1 February 1980 |
 I know you're just a veterinarian, Liz, but I've had these dizzy spells lately... - Well now, why don't we just check your blood pressure. - Uh...DOCTOR.2 February 1980 |
 Oh, boy, it is chilly this morning. - SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH - SIP - GARGLE GARGLE GARGLE - GULP - That feels so warm. - Ahhh - You really enjoy your coffee, don't you, Garfield?3 February 1980 |
 Ready for tennis? As soon as I feed Garfield. He's hungry. - How do you know that? - I have my ways.4 February 1980 |
 Here's a picture of Garfield at the zoo. - Here's Garfield sitting next to a very rare $200 parrot. - Here's a picture of me shelling out 300 bucks for Garfield's lunch.5 February 1980 |
 Help yourself, Garfield. - - Would you like a little coffee in that sugar?6 February 1980 |
 This should blow Jon's mind. Me, Garfield, being nice to Odie. pat pat - Heh heh, nice. pat pat - THAT WAS a JOKE, YOU TWIT.7 February 1980 |
 - push! - This table wasn't big enough for the both of us.8 February 1980 |
 POOMP! - Oops. I crunched Jon's antenna. - A little more to the right, Garfield.9 February 1980 |
 - Watch this. I'm going to swing down on this vine and swoop up Jon's chicken. - YANK YANK - - SWOOP! - Where did the vine come from?10 February 1980 |
 Guess what, Garfield? This week we're going to visit dad and mom on the farm. - Yipee skip. - I think I'll call in sick this week.11 February 1980 |
 There's only one thing you have to remember when we get to the farm, Garfield. - Watch where you step. - Let me out.12 February 1980 |
 Hi, dad. Welcome hom, city boy. - Hi, mom. EAT, EAT, EAT, EAT. - Well, shucky darn and slop the chickens, I think I'm going to like it here.13 February 1980 |
 EAT, EAT, EAT. Mom, is that all you can say? "Eat, eat, eat"? - You should meet some nice girl, settle down, have a family. - Pass the mashed potatoes. EAT, EAT, EAT.14 February 1980 |
 How's Garfield adjusting to the farm? OINK! - You mean, how's the farm adjusting to Garfield.15 February 1980 |
 I'm glad we visited the farm, dad. Yup. - It's nice to get away from it all. Yup. - Way, way, wayyyy away.16 February 1980 |
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 This would be a good morning for a brisk walk. - - To the food dish.18 February 1980 |
 - CLACK! - Life wasn't half as much fun before I got my yo-yo bone.19 February 1980 |
 The caped avenger sees an evil dog. - The caped avenger springs into action. - The caped avenger hurts himself.20 February 1980 |
 - SWIPE! - Thanks, Garfield. I hate to lick stamps. Bluh, bluh.21 February 1980 |
 We're having lasagna for dinner tonight, Garfield. - PLTOOEY! - What say I bake it first. What say.22 February 1980 |
 I could use a good back walk, Garfield. - This is great. You'd make someone a good wife. - NO CLAWS! NO CLAWS!23 February 1980 |
 - - - - - It's not the having, it's the getting.24 February 1980 |
 You're too fat, Garfield. I'm putting you on another diet. - He makes me so mad. - If I could have gotten up on that chair, I would have given him the beating of his life.25 February 1980 |
 Here's a carrot for your diet, Garfield. You know what to do with it. - I certainly do. - Here, rabbit, rabbit, rabbit.26 February 1980 |
 I know you're unhappy, Garfield, but I wouldn't have to put you on diets if you wouldn't eat so much. - I can't help it. I have a glandular condition... - An overactive mouth gland.27 February 1980 |
 This diet's a real bummer. I'm getting weaker by the minute. - I must be going into cholesterol withdrawal. - That's when you have the urge to make a highball out of bacon grease.28 February 1980 |
 B-R-R-R-R - Awwww, poor thing. First you're on a diet, now you're freezing. - Where's your blanket? I ate it.29 February 1980 |
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