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As a kid, I used to take my dad’s issues of The New Yorker off our coffee table and try to read them. After all, the covers were always gripping and I could see, from afar, that there were cartoons in between the columns. What I found was that, like the columns, even the cartoons were over my head. And frankly, a lot of them still are. As a naive child, you’re just not cultured or refined enough to realize what the jokes actually mean, and it’s the same reason I thought Frasier Crane was British until I was, like, 23.
These days, Frasier to me is like Friends is to every girl who likes Netflix, wine, and pizza. But I regret to inform you that cartoons in The New Yorker still fall flat with me more often than not. Luckily, there’s an Instagram feed that mimics these cartoons and makes them more relevant for millennial pieces of shit like us.
It’s called Brooklyn Cartoons, and it’s my new favorite Instagram follow.
It’s easy to laugh at these people because, well, most of us are these people. .
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The mouths are what get to me. So ridiculous.
Reminds me of Calvin & Hobbes.
Kinda look like a rip off of Fallouts mascot Vault Boy in a couple of the pics.
“I have a complaint- my wife is a slut”
These are all too true. Sadly, I think they don’t just apply to people in Brooklyn.
These all are a bit too true.
I prefer the actual New Yorker cartoons. PGP
Don’t lump us in with you Will.