New Yorker Cartoon/Nat. Championship Game PLUS Michigan
In today's New Yorker cartoon/humor feed, a cartoon by Sarah Kempa.
2 people watching football on TV, one with an "M" on her sweatshirt. And the caption:
I hope I hope it comes through, and that the New Yorker and Kemp don't mind.
January 8th, 2024 at 1:31 PM ^
P.S. You can buy a print of it on the New Yorker site.
January 8th, 2024 at 1:35 PM ^
I wish I were taller.
January 8th, 2024 at 1:37 PM ^
I have a girl that looks
and I call her.
January 8th, 2024 at 1:38 PM ^
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
January 8th, 2024 at 1:41 PM ^
And a six four impala.
Am I the only one thinking he said "six four father" which would probably mean he wouldve been taller?
January 8th, 2024 at 1:55 PM ^
I definitely thought he said that for years until i saw it being sung on like "Scrubs" with CC on
January 8th, 2024 at 1:57 PM ^
I don't want no scrubs. A scrub is a guy who can't...
We are doing this, right?
January 8th, 2024 at 2:51 PM ^
Hangin' out the passenger side of his best friend's ride
January 8th, 2024 at 3:38 PM ^
I always thought it was 6’ 4” body, like his body were 6 feet 4 inches tall.
January 8th, 2024 at 1:40 PM ^
Classic Seinfeld reference. +1 sir
January 8th, 2024 at 1:41 PM ^
"The New Yorker is stealing my ideas."
--Ziggy
January 8th, 2024 at 2:16 PM ^
"Now that's funny. Because it's true."
-Jerry Seinfeld
January 8th, 2024 at 3:28 PM ^
Better ideas than signs, amirite, Zig?
January 8th, 2024 at 1:48 PM ^
She tells it like it is
January 8th, 2024 at 2:02 PM ^
Me reading New Yorker cartoons.
January 8th, 2024 at 2:13 PM ^
I generally find them disappointing. I realize the average reader isn't necessarily a rocket surgeon, but you'd think they could -- and should -- do better.
January 8th, 2024 at 2:08 PM ^
Skee-lo was reppin' Michigan in that video
January 8th, 2024 at 2:23 PM ^
Nuthin cooler than Coolio repping Amani Toomer on a Big Wheel.
January 8th, 2024 at 2:18 PM ^
This is stupid. Not funny, clever, or insightful. Just boring and dorky.
January 8th, 2024 at 2:37 PM ^
I'm so sorry... This of all days... somebody peed in your Wheaties...
January 8th, 2024 at 2:32 PM ^
I love how New Yorker cartoons don't even contain jokes anymore, just passing thoughts that others may have also had, so that the most successful cartoonists are just the ones who have the most common and generic passing thoughts. She was probably paid thousands of dollars for it.
January 8th, 2024 at 3:08 PM ^
My all-time favorite M social commentary