March 7, 2011 p.61
A car salesman is leaning on a Prius-looking eco car. He tells the male customer in a sweater and with his arms crossed, “It can also run on recycled cooking oil, but you have to be careful, as it has a severe peanut allergy.”
February 21, 2011, p. 42
Three middle-aged women are gathered in the living room at a house party. One says to the others, “I keep telling her she should do something with her stupid little online pieces.”
November 8, 2010, p. 30
A man is in a law office. The lawyer is a dog in a suit. The dog lawyer tells the man, “I do corporate, divorce, and malpractice, but I’m most familiar with leash laws.”
February 2, 2009, p. 56
A couple is in the kitchen, over the stove. She has a wooden spoon stirring something in a frying pan. Spices and ingredients aside, he’s looks over her shoulder and says, “I was with you right up to the cumin.”
March 9, 2009, p. 59
There’s a three-masted ship in a bottle, and a caption coming out of it that reads, “The crew is getting restless, captain.”
Apri 27, 2009, p. 69
A magician wears a crumpled top had. His bow tie is undone and a white hankie, unfolded, pours out of his coat’s pocket. Three playing cards lay face up. a feather, and a baton are on the ground next to the magician, who has a few days growth of facial hair. As he sticks his arm out, he presents, “And, as you can see, my beautiful assistant has disappeared…months ago…with my brother.”
April 13, 2009, p. 48
The grim reaper is also a stand-up comic. In front of an audience with at least one worried member, the reaper returns to the mic, “But seriously, folks…”
March 2, 2009, p. 28
A man’s lying down in his psychiatrists office, complete with degrees on the wall. He’s telling the doctor, who has a mustache and notepad, “Things that should bother me don’t—should I be worried?”
January 6, 2009, p. 57
Taking a bath, a woman’s head, with depressed eyes, is seen over sandbags, which rim the tub. The man, holding a sandbag like a loaf of bread is next to a pile of sand and shovel. He says, “Turn off the water, hon. I can’t keep sandbagging forever.”
May 8, 2008, p. 42
A father is sitting in an easy chair. There’s a reading lamp over his shoulder. A book is in his lap and he is looking over his reading glasses to his teenage son, who stands before him. Father: Of course there was sex and drugs when I was your age, but it was sex and drugs about ending the war.
