Category Archives: New Yorker Cartoons
…are gay
Son, your mother and I, Grandpa Jack, Grandma Kate, Uncle Danny, Aunt Sue, Grandpa Sy, Grandma Jenny, Cousin Rhonda, Tugger, and Sprinkles are gay.
This is sloth – greed is on the top floor
Before I give you your results, I’m going to put on some very sad music
When portions are this huge, I eat half now and then the rest in a few minutes
That reminds me of a scene from “The Big Lebowski”
Whosover pulleth this sword from this stone, and can eat just two or three of these double-chocolate Amaretto things without finishing the whole box, shall be king born of England!
Whosover pulleth this sword from this stone, and can eat just two or three of these double-chocolate Amaretto things without finishing the whole box, shall be king born of England!
They have no military, sire – no one’s ever made it past their receptionist
They have no military, sire – no one’s ever made it past their receptionist
In the future, everyone will have privacy for fifteen minutes
New Yorker: This next song is about love…
This next song is about love – that special kind of love between a man, his ex-wife, their delinquent children, her attorney, several stockbrokers, and the Internal Revenue Service.