My favorite when I was a kid was a New Yorker one from the 1930s where the fortune teller looks into her crystal ball and tells a portly matron, “I see you playing third base for the Detroit Tigers.” My parents had a New Yorker cartoon anthology that I read over and over.
STEPUP about 1 month ago
Maybe it’s time to step up to AI, perhaps!!!
danketaz Premium Member about 1 month ago
Does it involve a palm tree and a shoreline?
Old moldy fun guy about 1 month ago
Sure hope it doesn’t involve him and the grim reaper.
The Reader Premium Member about 1 month ago
Her future is NOW!
juicebruce about 1 month ago
Well this is a comic strip ….
Yontrop about 1 month ago
At least this one doesn’t involve squirrels.
cheap_day_return about 1 month ago
Your nose is overly large in it too, so don’t worry.
Dobber Premium Member about 1 month ago
I love how he looks at us.
el_eye about 1 month ago
Can he see through that 4th wall??
Slowly, he turned... about 1 month ago
Hey, it happens to all of us at one time or another!
Unlicensed Bozo about 1 month ago
I see you breaking the forth wall there…
Fontessa about 1 month ago
More dog, please.
Zebrastripes about 1 month ago
Humpf!
I’m perfectly content with my current situation! Thank you very much
oakie817 about 1 month ago
shouldn’t he be on tiny island with palm tree? oh eating bowl of soup with fly in it?
Skeptical Meg about 1 month ago
But drawn really well!
tammyspeakslife Premium Member about 1 month ago
Fortune teller trope. Woh Woh
David_J Premium Member about 1 month ago
How about one where Steve goes back to doing standup. Some of us have forgotten how to laugh (dear lord how I miss Carlin).
hubbard3188 about 1 month ago
Her face and hands are really well drawn and interesting.
well-i-never about 1 month ago
What a coinkydink – I see it too!
dogday Premium Member about 1 month ago
NOT antiquated. VINTAGE! Think, fine wine or really good scotch.
willie_mctell about 1 month ago
My favorite when I was a kid was a New Yorker one from the 1930s where the fortune teller looks into her crystal ball and tells a portly matron, “I see you playing third base for the Detroit Tigers.” My parents had a New Yorker cartoon anthology that I read over and over.