I was going to post that one. It’s in my cube at work. But this oneis a favorite of my sister and mine.
My favorite video game related cartoon is from a Penny Arcade strip(I think) that came out not to long after the game was released.
It was a picture of Ico shoving the princess at the shadow demons and saying: “Here, you can have her. She’s not worth the trouble.”
Saw this in Penthouse once, don’t know the cartoonist: In Heaven, a bunch of guys are drinking booze, smoking, injecting things into their arms, laughing their asses off. Angels fly around bearing trays of booze and drugs. One guy says, “It’s nothing like I expected, but I’m not complaining!”
I have always been fond of this Charles Addams cartoon.
I also love the Gahan Wilson cartoon showing an unhappy-looking man on trial in a courtroom, seated in the witness box, wearing a lobster bib. The prosecutor questioning him, the judge, the jury, everyone else…is a lobster.
One by O.C. Vey I once saw in National Lampoon (or perhaps it was their collection Cartoons Even We Wouldn’t Dare Print): A guy with a concerned expression walks up to another guy at a bar and says, “You’d better call your wife, Bob. I just helped four guys rape and beat her in front of the kids.”
Another poor-taste one was this:
A vaudeville act. A man in a tux and his sequined Lovely Assistant have just taken theyr bows and are standing, smiling, each with an arm outstretched. The Man is holding a baseball bat, and he and the Lovely Assistant are splattered with blood. Between them is a dead seal.
People always say they don’t get the cartoons in The New Yorker, but I really like this one.
If you don’t feel like clicking,
It’s Che Guevara wearing a Bart Simpson t-shirt.
A few more I’ve remembered, authors unknown:
We see a courtroom with a man in the witness box. A lawyer has him in a headlock and is punching him in the face. Another attorney at the defense table raises his hand politely and says, “Objection…”
A stereotypical Freudian psychiatrist is sitting in a high backed chair behind a patient who is laying on a couch. The patient is freaking out and having some sort of panic attack. Behind them both is a team bench with several other stereotypical Freudian psychiatrists. One of them points down the bench and says, “Johnson, go in for Schultz.”
We see a bank teller’s window. There is money scattered all around the floor, and a man holding his crotch in desperate agony. A man in an executive’s suit is walking away with a baseball bat over his shoulder. The teller says to the man in pain, “I’m sorry sir, I thought you knew that there was a substantial penalty for early withdrawals.”
This one is about 25 years old. No caption:
Ziggy is sitting on the toilet staring at the empty toilet paper roll.
No love in this thread so far for James Thurber?
How about “All right, have it your way. You heard a seal bark.”
or
“That’s my first wife up there, and this is the present Mrs Harris.”
Just wonderful.
Also, can’t find a link to it, but the amazing Bloom County one page strip in which Opus describes the parable about penguins looking up at planes flying overhead and falling over on to their backs, concluding with ‘If many people do a foolish thing, it is still a foolish thing’ (paraphrased from memory).
From National Lampoon, sometime around 1978:
Two snails are copulating. The one on the bottom is saying “Faster.”
Is the first wife dead and stuffed? Or just angry?
More B. Kliban. I think this one is my favorite.
Or maybe http:/ /cartoonist.name/wp-content/gallery/bernard-kliban/bkunicorn.jpg. (maybe slightly NSFW).
Oh Hell. I can’t pick!
And another.
OK, I’ll stop.
OK, one more.
Piggly, Wigggly, Birdbath, Pie
Cat hips, Fish lips, Poke you in the eye!
Groin, Grin, Carnal sin
Pretty, City, Grandma’s titty!
Apple, People, Nipple, Couple
Supple, Topple, Ripple, Pupple!
Aardvark, Percolator, Five-cent cigar
Rhinestones, Soup bones, Midgets in a jar!
This was in a Non Sequitur cartoon either shortly before or shortly after the US invaded Iraq: A guy is sitting in prison says to his cellmate, “As it turns out, if you’re not the government, another name for ‘preemptive strike’ is ‘felonious assault.’”
Robert Crumb is perhaps the greatest living argument for the artistic value of massive doses of LSD. Here’s one in his Head Comix collection: The Campbell’s Soup kids are smiling and shouting, “Hey, Mom! Let’s have NIGGER HEARTS for lunch!” The can is labeled “Kids Love Their Down-Home Flavor!” A caricature African says, “Sho’ nuff! Evahbody loves Wildman Sam’s Pure Nigger Hearts!”
Seconded for Kliban.