Not this Grumpy Cat:
See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grumpy_Cat if you don’t know about Grumpy Cat. Instead, today we have this from JMcAndrew:
The question is, did the cat prepare the meal? In any case, why does the cat look so mad about it? And what are “Cat Yummies” anyway? If they’re cat treats, then the cat’s expression seems particularly inappropriate. If it’s just cat food, then who served it to the man and why? Mysteries abound!
JMcAndrew sends this in:
Same cartoonist, not a CIDU:
Another Ziegler from jmcandrew, who has been finding a bunch of great CIDUs of late. This one apparently dates from 1979, and OP notes:
Is the joke here just that some people don’t enjoy Barry Manilow? He’s been a consistently popular entertainer for 6 decades. Seems like a swanky gathering with a grand piano setup would appreciate his type of music.
I always confuse Barry Manilow with Neil Diamond for some reason. Which definitely doesn’t help.
Another from jmcandrew: “This is a Jack Ziegler cartoon and other than the fact that there is likely not a lot of demand for poet laureates in most corporations I have no idea what the joke here is supposed to be.”
Agreed. Though it does sound like a pretty sweet gig.
JMcAndrew sends in this festival of snail comics. The same joke used by two cartoonists, or by one comic separated by time.
Glenn and Gary McCoy are responsible for these next three.
Also here are 2 LOL comics where the word escrow is being misheard as escargot.
Last May 24th was National Escargot Day. We should have posted these then, but we were slow to get around to it.
Some oldies from January, 1975.
Office communications are a bit different now.
Buttering up the boss, though, is still in fashion.
This one’s a CIDU for me. Giant hamburger? Portal into another dimension?
As seems to be the standard practice at Comic Kingdom‘s presentation of the “Bob Mankoff Presents: Show me the Funny” archive sampler, this was part of a run on a related theme — here perfumes, air fresheners, aromatherapy, and other fragrances and scents. Most had an easily discernible joke, or anyway intended joke — though since they have the New Yorker in their pedigree somewhere, it can be muted or indirect. This was the first in the thematic series without a discernible punch intention.
P.S. Has anyone seen where in the office I might have left my Calle Ocho flip box?
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