Chicken Scratch
Greetings, feather-deprived knuckleheads!!
Ole Charlie is forgoin’ his usual mug shot, so as to share with you a little cartoon he spotted in the newspaper the other day. See above...
In the openin’ frame of the strip, beloved cartoon cat Garfield is grinnin’ one of his trademark grins.
WHILE BOILIN’ A CHICKEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Buk-AAAAAAAAAAWK!!!!!!!!!!
So, Mr. Garfield – you find it amusin’ to imagine gnawin’ on a claw?? Well, let’s see how funny you think THIS is!!
I hereby offer a bounty. A bounty of 100 pieces of corn, to WHOEVER brings me the head of that obese tabby. My violin needs new strings, and your whiskers look to be just about the right size, you cacklin’ cannibalistic cat-brain!!
Buk-AAAAWK!!!!!
My tennis racket needs re-stringin’, and for that matter, I know a ukulele or two that could stand to refresh their music-makers. I wanna twang a tail!
Garfield, if yer readin’ this – yer days are numbered! One a my buddies will tip-toe into yer house, in the dead a the night, an’ get hisself a new fur coat. Check yer Meow Mix pal – I don’t know what we’re gonna do to it, but ya ain’t gonna like it!!
Buk-AAAAWK!!!!
I’ve never been so outraged in my life. That really ruffles my feathers – even if I ain’t got none no more! What, ya couldn’t fit Odie inta the pot????
I’m too angry. I gotta fly – if I could I would, lemme tell ya!. Hope I calm down by next week. Hope I got a newly strung racquet ball racquet by then…
Buk-AAAAWK!!!!
Cluck for now!!
Greetings, feather-deprived knuckleheads!!
Ole Charlie is forgoin’ his usual mug shot, so as to share with you a little cartoon he spotted in the newspaper the other day. See above...
In the openin’ frame of the strip, beloved cartoon cat Garfield is grinnin’ one of his trademark grins.
WHILE BOILIN’ A CHICKEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Buk-AAAAAAAAAAWK!!!!!!!!!!
So, Mr. Garfield – you find it amusin’ to imagine gnawin’ on a claw?? Well, let’s see how funny you think THIS is!!
I hereby offer a bounty. A bounty of 100 pieces of corn, to WHOEVER brings me the head of that obese tabby. My violin needs new strings, and your whiskers look to be just about the right size, you cacklin’ cannibalistic cat-brain!!
Buk-AAAAWK!!!!!
My tennis racket needs re-stringin’, and for that matter, I know a ukulele or two that could stand to refresh their music-makers. I wanna twang a tail!
Garfield, if yer readin’ this – yer days are numbered! One a my buddies will tip-toe into yer house, in the dead a the night, an’ get hisself a new fur coat. Check yer Meow Mix pal – I don’t know what we’re gonna do to it, but ya ain’t gonna like it!!
Buk-AAAAWK!!!!
I’ve never been so outraged in my life. That really ruffles my feathers – even if I ain’t got none no more! What, ya couldn’t fit Odie inta the pot????
I’m too angry. I gotta fly – if I could I would, lemme tell ya!. Hope I calm down by next week. Hope I got a newly strung racquet ball racquet by then…
Buk-AAAAWK!!!!
Cluck for now!!
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