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Contractor Examining A Blueprint And Speaking
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All Dogs Go To Heaven
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No, No, That's Not A Sin, Either. My Goodness
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Thank Goodness You're Here - I Can't Accomplish
David Sipress
My God, We're Out Of Gin
Peter Arno
If I Die First
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I Can't Believe I Ate All That Kale For Nothing
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New Yorker October 25th, 1993
Roz Chast
It Ruins the effect if I say who it is
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I Want My Ashes Scattered Over Bergdorf's
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Wilma Kooney Strangled On Cat Hair
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Before Reading Miss Simpkins'
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I Was A Dog In A Previous Life
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Paper Or Plastic?
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In A Way, I Am Kind Of Famous. But You've
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Curiosity
James Stevenson
My one regret is not napping more
Amy Hwang
I was hoping taxes would go first
Christopher Weyant
In My Day, People Died
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A Man Behind A Desk Reads A Piece Of Paper
Drew Dernavich
Read Me The Part Again
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Good News, Honey - Seventy Is The New Fifty
Victoria Roberts
His Last Words Were 'let's Go
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Invited To A Cookout
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Well, When You Haunt, Do You Have To Float
Erik Hilgerdt
I'm Only Going To The Party Because The Suicide
Peter C. Vey
You Were Always My Favorite To Manipulate
Harry Bliss
Marty's Back. He Says He Couldn't Find Anybody
Robert Weber
But Stay Off The Couch
Charles Barsotti
Harry Insisted On Doing Everything Himself
Zachary Kanin
Doc Savage Dust of Death
Conde Nast
Blasphemy, Yes, But It Was Funny
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Welcome Aboard. You Are Now Exempt From Federal
Bernard Schoenbaum
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John Kane
A Funeral Mourner Speaks To A Couple
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Woman Is Standing In Doorway With Arms Crossed
David Borchart
A Group Of People Talk To A Doctor
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Using Our House As A Makeshift Morgue Is Going
Frank Cotham
Death Takes The Postmodernist
Stephanie Skalisk
Death In The Afternoon
Bill Woodman
Death And Taxis
Lee Lorenz
Death Sits On The Couch Between A Husband
David Sipress
Grim Reaper plays hide and seek at an old-age home.
Harry Bliss
We Never Say 'death' - We Prefer 'deadness.'
Frank Cotham
Is This What I Want To Be Doing With My Death?
Bruce Eric Kaplan
I Don't See Any Interesting Deaths At All Today
Ed Fisher
Two Policemen Are Seen Talking Next To A Dead
Paul Noth
It's Very Nice. I Just Think They Could Add
Bruce Eric Kaplan
He's One Tough Cookie. I've Never Seen Anyone
Mike Twohy
We're Encouraging People To Become Involved
Mike Twohy
Socrates Drinking Hemlock
Paul Noth
A Man Walks Down The Street With The Grim Reaper
Christopher Weyant
No Wonder We Could Get Tickets
Frank Cotham
I Got It This Far - Don't Stop Me Now
Charles Barsotti
New Yorker March 27th, 2006
Kim Warp
New Yorker March 7th, 2005
Tom Cheney
I've Already Made Arrangements To Be Flushed
Bruce Eric Kaplan
I Don't Have Time To Talk About This Now. Can't
Bruce Eric Kaplan
He's From Texas
Dana Fradon
I'd Just Like To Know Why
William Hamilton
Theologian? You Guys Are Always Fun
Charles Barsotti
At A Gym, Death Runs On A Treadmill Behind Three
Joe Dator
When the Amazon packages stop arriving
Kendra Allenby
A Body Lies Face Down In A Room Where The Walls
Shannon Wheeler
A Bunch Of Lemmings On A Cliff Saying After You
Robert Leighton
It's Oglub's Boat All Right
Otto Soglow
It's An Amazing Coincidence
James Stevenson