Two Praying Mantises Facing Each Other
Joe Dator
No One Is A Bigger Feminist
John McNamee
The Scene Is A Courtroom. A Lawyer Is Looking
Paul Noth
Two Police Officers Overlook A Messy Murder Scene
Peter C. Vey
New Yorker September 29th, 1997
Edward Sorel
How Make Calm Down
Edward Steed
Two mobsters lost, dragging a dead body and leaving a trail of blood.
Edward Steed
A Creature Was Stirring
Owen Smith
Two Prisoners Are Seen Working On The Side
Evan Forsch
A Woman Smokes A Cigarette And Talks On The Phone
Michael Crawford
Chicken Coup
Seth Fleishman
Murder in Heaven
Ellis Rosen
New Yorker September 16th, 1996
Ian Falconer
It Doesn't Mean I'm A Sad Clown. It Means
Paul Noth
If It Slows
William Hamilton
Death Approaches Two Mobsters Threatening A Man
Robert Leighton
God, These Throw-pillows Are Terrible
Zachary Kanin
He Was A Great Neighbor
Ariel Molvig
A Mobster Is About To Shoot A Tied Up Hostage But
Farley Katz
Well, I Hope You're Happy, Mr. Science Genius
Jack Ziegler
Abraham Is About To Sacrifice His Son
David Borchart
Et tu Little Caesar
Paul Noth
Caesar Is Murdered By Historical Mob
Benjamin Schwartz
Murder In Apartment 6-k
Roz Chast
Murdered on a Monday
Robert Leighton
A Mobster Is Sitting At Dinner With A Woman
Edward Steed
Mom You're not watching
Edward Steed
An Investigator Wrapped Up In The String
Will McPhail
A Crime of Passion
Charlie Hankin
I Guess That Breaks Up Our Little Game
Peter Arno
When Life Gives Me Lemons
Paul Noth
I've Killed Him
John M Price
The Free Market
Jason Adam Katzenstein
A Cop And A Detective Stand Over The Face-down
Benjamin Schwartz
The True Meaning of the Ides of March
Sofia Warren and Ellis Rosen
I'm Curious. Who Did Murder Me?
Richard Taylor
Have You Anything In Which The Butler Murders
Gardner Rea
Why Can't You Be More Like Hutchinson? You Don't
Frank Cotham
New Yorker April 22 1939
Leonard Dove
I'm Reading 'a Girl's Guide To Aerial Hunting
Marisa Acocella Marchetto
Poirot talks on the phone while another man tries to golf.
Kim Warp
My Daughter's A Huge Fan
Suerynn Lee
On the Count of Three
Liana Finck
So, Clumpy Mcpherson! We Meet Again, Eh? Rasped
Glen Baxter
It's So Silly. Now I Can't Even Remember Why
Bruce Eric Kaplan
Not Wearing A Mask
Jason Adam Katzenstein
Two Police Officers Are Taking The Testimony
Bruce Eric Kaplan
A Psychiatrist Sits With His Patient
Drew Dernavich
Hurry Up With Your Investigation - He's Lying
Frank Cotham
New Yorker March 23rd, 1998
Charles Barsotti
I feel so vulnerable right now
Liana Finck
Cement Shoes
Seth Fleishman
Just Wrestling
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He Has Too Many Make-believe Enemies
Tom Cheney
With The Knees
Emily Flake
Our Flow of Ideas
Frank Cotham
Fine Facebook Friend
Julia Suits
Accountant To The Fishes
Frank Cotham
American Disaster Party
Victor Varnado
The Withdrawn Bleakness
Lars Kenseth
When The Corpse Doesn't Have Any Visible Injuries
Helen E Hokinson
Unfortunately he died before he could identify the killer.
Robert Leighton
No Need To Thank
Zachary Kanin
Your Honor, The Jury Finds The Defendant Guilty
Stan Hunt
You only regret the things you dont do Johnston
Emily Flake
Call me old school but that bat flip at the end felt disrespectful
Christian Lowe
New Yorker September 25, 1937
Helene E Hokinson
It Started Out As A Scarf
Sophie Lucido Johnson and Sammi Skolmoski
Weather Soaps
Amy Kurzweil