Garfield Comic Strip Archive Novels & Stories

Garfield asked Tyr, looking at him like an idiot. “Isn’t that the truth? You even kissed her!” “That’s bullsh*t!” “Don’t you taste mud on your lips?” “What…” Garfield stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. He squatted down and violently retched the next second. Having witnessed everything, Archie, Snow Lady and the others didn’t want to be grouped with him at all.

Elena stated. Garfield was dumbfounded by that single statement and looked at his mate to make sure she was actually being serious and from the look he got, she was absolutely serious. He drew her close and trailed kisses all over her face down to her neck. Elena grabbed at him desperately, arms around his head. Garfield sank to his knees beside her and fumbled with her panties, finally ripping them off. He stroked her with skilful fingers and then with his skillful tongue, Garfield kissed between her legs. Elena on the other hand stopped him for a moment and looked into his eyes and said

Garfield instinctively draw using his pen a crude and ill-fitting revolver out of panic, pointed it at her head, and she halted. “Huff, huff….”Despite the fact that they were both sweating profusely, they were laughing together. “Pft, hahahaha!” As they both fell to the ground with their arms outstretched, watching the sun rise at the rooftop, K Whatever put down her hand with the kiddie sized cartoon character scissors scythe and Garfield tapped the press from his scythe pen he had. Garfield said chuckling, “If that wasn't your own scythe, you would have been actually cut by it! Although you still couldn't beat me, at least now you can wield your scythe properly without accidentally hurting

Sighing exasperatedly, Stacey stepped out of her car to go and help the beggar, but Garfield grabbed her hand before she could reach him. "What are you doing?" Garfield asked, raising an eyebrow at her. Stacey turned and gave him a cold stare, not liking the way he was grabbing her arm, and he was too close. "What do you mean? I'm going to help the person lying unconscious of course." Stacey replied, moving her arm away from Garfield's grip, but Garfield grabbed her arm and spun her. Looking her in the eyes he said, "Yeah, I know but…. Let me give him that." Garfield nervously said, not wanting Stacey to see Arthur.

In The Parlor Mr. Garfield was surrounded by his closest friends - Alfred, Leonard's father, and three others. They had been with him since before 9 a.m., rejoicing over the arrival of his grandchildren, whom they celebrated even without having seen their mother. Though all successful businessmen, that new milestone in Garfield's life surpassed any professional and business achievement. They were all of a similar age, and as their own children were still in their mid-twenties, none had yet become grandparents themselves.