What fun? Is there some life event or historical event I’m missing here?
50 Years Ago in the New Yorker: November, 1972 (2)
Month / November 2022
Some updates to sending in and processing comics
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1) LOL and OY submissions automatically approved
We’re trying to promote the understanding of LOL and OY collection posts that they are reader-driven ideally. And apart from correcting duplications or filtering the not-safe-for-family, the editors are not going to be judgey about whether we think a sent-in comic is really funny or not, really a good wordplay or not. It’s more like anything-goes.
Not Bright Enough to Get This
So, everyone’s looking at their phones, but …?
Sign here
How did she make that happen?
Later
Okay, it has been explained to me. Hence, marked “CIDU-solved”.
But it’s already scheduled, and rather than scurry to replace it let’s give some eager cidu-beaver the opportunity to jump in and say “Well clearly, ….”
Sunday Funnies – LOLs, November 27th, 2022
Nice variant on the classic “desert crawler” comic meme.
From librarian(s) comes this one. What subjects (or high school activities) did you find surprisingly useful in later life?
Saturday Morning OYs – November 26th, 2022
Sent in anonymously, with the suggestion that the last balloon coulda/shoulda been printed on a single line.
A blatant case of obnoxious literalism
Sentimental journey
A very touching moment; especially since, in the Harry Bliss world, it’s likely that the dog understands this well, and is pleased to have this news shared with him.
So it’s easy to understand: a sentimental interaction. But how do we understand this as a comic? Is there any sort of joke, or comedy, or humor (apart from calling positive toned emotions “a good humor”)? As our category asks, Is that all there is?
Pardon my outrage! (Bonus OY)
Realistically, he would not have so simply found a vet who would go along with this. It still is a bit of a shocker!
50 Years Ago in the New Yorker: November, 1972
It looks like we only have part of a caption here. Can you finish it?
This can’t be heading to a good place
Sent in by Mark H.
(Warning: Arlo Award material)
Well, it’s a double-entendre, so it qualifies, but not at all subtle. The next strip shows LuAnn has chosen a different title, which helps a little.
Earlier, LuAnn did tell Tara that Brad is married, but we didn’t see her disavowing any idea of flirting. Where is this leading? Do we trust Brad?
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