Thank you.
Open your mouth, but close your eyes.
Here comes a nice surprise.
Skitter-dee-dum and skitter-dee-doo,
I got some spinach for all of you.
Here you are.
Pip-eye, peep-eye, pup-eye, and poop-eye.
But we hate spinach.
Huh?
You gotta eat your spinach
if you want to be strong like your great-great-great-great-great-Uncle Hercules.
Hercules? Our uncle?
He was strong. He was great.
Did he get that weight from the spinach he ate?
Certainly. It's a hysterical fact.
I'll tell you the story how it happened.
Once upon a time, a long time ago,
in a distant land far away,
there lived the strongest man in the world.
And the people's best friend, Hercules.
One day, while Hercules was riding along in his chariot,
he saw a baby boy fall off a tree.
Jumping out of his chariot,
he ran to the boy to see what happened.
Now, so as he can help the boy,
he has to get strength.
So, he takes a piece of strong garlic and sniffs it.
And with his strength, he crushed and crushed
the big tree into the oint.
Hercules was awful strong, but very tender.
It was garlic that made him strong?
Where does the spinach cart belong?
Don't come to inclusions.
You ain't weighed everything yet.
Like I was saying, one day,
a big, blue-headed bully
come to Hercules' neighborhood.
So, Hercules think he's the strongest man on earth.
In my hands, he feel like dirt and ice.
Scram it!
This is it!
Help it! Help it!
Play it for thine life!
Hercules, I challenge thee.
I accept it. I accept it. I accept it. I accept it.
So, Hercules accepted the big bully's challenge
to feats of strength.
Top this, sport.
Huh?
Gee, Uncle Popeye.
It still wasn't spinach what made him win.
Don't interrupt me. I ain't finished yet.
So, mounting to mountings,
the men challenged each other in a tug of war.
Get it ready. Set it. Go!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
The garlic!
I'll fix that for good.
I'll fixeth thee and how.
Mine's straight. Good.
One good blow and thou art through.
Spinach.
A strange weed, Miss B.
What's race story?
My vitality.
How come you got strength without garlic?
Better than garlic is spinach.
So, Hercules knocked the big bully down.
So, Hercules knocked the big bully for a row of ash cans.
So, kiddies, that's why you have to eat your spinach.
Huh?
Ice cream is hot stuff.
You said it, sport.
A cheese, it's a task, it's fun to pack a basket.
Come in.
Hiya, Olive.
Hello, boy.
I brought you some candy for the picnic.
Oh, thank you.
And I brought some cigars. Have one, Popeye.
Oh, thanks, Pluto.
Ha, ha, ha, April Fool.
Well, what do you know, April Fool.
Oh, my gosh, a blowout.
Oh, no flats in front.
April Fool.
What, you think, Paul Luca?
Popeye, can't you take a joke?
I'll set the table, Pluto, and you chop some spinach.
Okay, Olive.
I'll chop some wood for you, Olive.
Why, that no good runt.
April Fool.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
You dirty rat.
Popeye, where's your sense of humor?
I got a match, pal.
I lights the fire with me pipe.
Ha, ha, ha, this gag will burn him up.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Why, you, April Fool.
I'd like to April Fool that guy.
Popeye, would you mind serving the lemonade?
Yipe.
April Fool.
Hey, what's going on here?
Cut it out.
April Fool.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Oh, my God, this is embarrassing.
Hey, Popeye, come and get it.
Hot dogs coming up.
Oh, what happened?
Huh?
Explosive hot dogs.
You and your April Fool jokes.
I don't think that's funny.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Ah, ha, ha, ha.
April Fool.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Come on, Bluto, let's go rowing.
Okay, lover girl.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
That Popeye sure is a sucker for an April Fool gag.
heute
Oh, Bluto, look!
Ah, sea monster.
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Help!
Help! Help!
April Fool!
There's no fool like an April Fool!
Help!
Pardon me, Popeye. I've got to call Alec for a date.
Just a minute, Pluto. I'm phoning Alec for a date.
Oh, yeah? You ain't calling no Alec for no date.
Hello!
Hello, Alec. This is Popeye. How's about a date?
All right, Popeye. Come right over.
Okay.
You're right. Give me that phone.
Here you are.
Number, please. Number, please.
Hiya, Alec. Here's your little old lovable.
I'll be ready in a minute, Popeye.
Okay, Alec. Takes your time, but hurry up.
Oh, a pin.
See a pin and pick it up, and all the day you'll have good luck.
So, Alec is superstitious, eh?
Oh, look, Popeye. It's Friday the 13th.
I'm not going out today.
Why, Alec, there's nothing to them silly old stupidstitions.
And I'll prove it to you.
It's supposed to be bad luck to open an umbrella in the house.
Oh, Popeye, you close that umbrella immediately.
Don't be silly, Alec. Here, you hold it.
Oh, dear.
See, what did I tell you?
There's absolutely nothing to that silly old stupidstition.
So, nothing's going to happen.
B-b-b-b-b-b-but, Alec.
Popeye, I'm not going out with you today.
But, Olive.
Meow.
Look, a black cat.
It's bad luck.
Don't let him cross my path.
Why, he's just a harmless cat which wants to make friends.
Oh, my gosh, the goldfish.
The fish market is two blocks down.
Turn to the right.
Olive.
Take a look at yourself in the mirror, Alec, and see how funny you look.
Popeye, breaking a mirror is seven years bad luck.
And I never want to see you again.
Tough luck, pal.
Why the double-crossing, Bluto?
So you see, Olive, this being Thursday the 12th and not Friday the 13th,
it's safe for you to go out.
Well, that's different.
Look, Olive, a lucky horseshoe.
Being under a ladder is bad luck.
Bad luck? Oh, no.
Being three on a batch is very bad luck.
Like I was saying, Olive, stupid stations is the bunk.
Oh, my gosh, bread and butter.
Look, Olive, a ship.
Oh, Popeye, now I can go home and watch television.
Popeye, where is everybody?
Ahoy, any swabs aboard?
Yo, anybody home?
Blimey, mateys, we've been boarded.
Don't worry, Olive, I can get us back to civilization.
Back to civilization?
After all these youngs, they can't do this to us.
I say, we've got to get rid of them.
Oh, my gosh.
Wow.
Popeye.
Help, Popeye.
We're drowning.
You're okay now, Olive.
I'll go steer the ship.
There's something fishy about this ship.
Ghosts.
But Olive, there's no such thing as ghosts.
Papa.
Blast the blighters.
Throw them to the bloomin' hippies.
The blighter's gone.
He's disappeared, he is.
The ghost, you did finish, cause you ate your spinach.
I'm hot by the sailor man.
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