This Wouldn't Be So Bad If They'd Pipe In Some
Frank Cotham
Still, I Hope You Won't Give Up Barking Entirely
Frank Cotham
I'm Tired Of Having To Apologize
Frank Cotham
He Was My First Patient
Frank Cotham
He Built His Own Airplane From A Kit
Frank Cotham
I Was Able To Get In One Last Lecture About Diet
Frank Cotham
We'll Start Out By Speaking In Simple Declarative
Frank Cotham
I Doubt That A Children's Book About Beer
Frank Cotham
I'm Sending You To A Doctor Who Has Two Diplomas
Frank Cotham
Can You Give Him Something To Calm Him Down Till
Frank Cotham
Take Some Identification With You In Case You Die
Frank Cotham
New Yorker November 17th, 2008
Frank Cotham
I Hope This Isn't Meant To Be A Criticism
Frank Cotham
Using Our House As A Makeshift Morgue Is Going
Frank Cotham
Unfortunately
Frank Cotham
You Can't Worry What Non-beer Drinkers Think
Frank Cotham
It's A Great Country - Just Don't Get Sick
Frank Cotham
We're Going To Have To Start Drafting People
Frank Cotham
When The Waters Subside
Frank Cotham
No Wonder We Could Get Tickets
Frank Cotham
Hurry Up With Your Investigation - He's Lying
Frank Cotham
Where My Travel Expenses Come From Is None
Frank Cotham
Maybe We Should Try Getting By With Just One Car
Frank Cotham
This Tarnishes His Legacy As A Great Hunter
Frank Cotham
This Is A Minor Setback. The Hunter-gatherer
Frank Cotham
Well, Now That You Have It, You Can Stop Worrying
Frank Cotham
I Want Everyone To Leave The Room
Frank Cotham
You Made That Diagnosis Just To Be Mean
Frank Cotham
Your Resume Is Remarkably Similar To Our Ceo's
Frank Cotham
Let's Make A Low-budget Movie Till Help Arrives
Frank Cotham
How Dare You - In A Straightjacket
Frank Cotham
But Think Of All The Things You're Not Going
Frank Cotham
Judgement Day: Division Four
Frank Cotham
I Guess The Garcias Won't Be Coming To Visit
Frank Cotham
Your Heart Won't Tolerate Any More Town-hall
Frank Cotham
I Was Hoping You Had No More Territorial
Frank Cotham
They're Very Time-sensitive
Frank Cotham
There's Been An Accident
Frank Cotham
I Wonder Why We're Not Getting Any New Converts
Frank Cotham
Don't Worry We'll Medicate
Frank Cotham
Perhaps It's A Bit Early To Tell
Frank Cotham
You Were Really Great Out There!
Frank Cotham
We're Going To Have A Post-flood Economy To Deal
Frank Cotham
Have We Really Reached A Point
Frank Cotham
You Were The One Who Wanted To Colonize Another
Frank Cotham
Perhaps If I Phrased The Question Differently
Frank Cotham
The Employer-employee Bond Is Sometimes Difficult
Frank Cotham
A Guy Gets His Legs Broken
Frank Cotham
New Yorker December 11th, 2006
Frank Cotham
There Goes Your Knighthood
Frank Cotham
I Would Have Thought You'd Be Pleased
Frank Cotham
Sorry, Guys, My Wives Won't Let Me Leave
Frank Cotham
We've Got To Try To Coax Him Back
Frank Cotham
I Feel That I Should Be Compensated For The Weeks
Frank Cotham
Eat It Fast Or The Coyotes Will Get It
Frank Cotham
Your Prognosis Is Tied To The Outcome
Frank Cotham
I Hope You Don't Mind Changing Planes In Midair
Frank Cotham
Do I Need To Remind You That I Have A Huge
Frank Cotham
I Get My Best Ideas In Airports
Frank Cotham
Sometimes I Give Myself The Creeps
Frank Cotham
No, This Is Not Part Of An Evacuation Procedure
Frank Cotham
I Wouldn't Have Thought Baby Boomers Could Still
Frank Cotham
He Knows What You Did In Las Vegas
Frank Cotham
Your More Successful Brother Is Already Here
Frank Cotham
For Your Convenience
Frank Cotham
There Were Irregularities In The Succession
Frank Cotham
Hey, Investor Fears Need Calming Over Here, Too
Frank Cotham
It Takes Years Before Some People Are Comfortable
Frank Cotham
Sorry, But There Aren't Enough Life Jackets To Go
Frank Cotham
We Even Tried Pouring Red Wine Down His Gullet
Frank Cotham
New Yorker September 28th, 2009
Frank Cotham
At Least The Peasants Are Fat And Happy
Frank Cotham