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Am I The Smart One And You're The Pretty One Or
New Yorker July 11th, 1988
Not Bad, Fellas. Let's Do One More Take
The 1040 f.i. Form
We Structured The Deal So It Won't Make Any Sense
Bruce Eric Kaplan
Way Too General Practitioner
And Would You Be Performing The Actual Surgery?
Yoo-hoo. Time To Climb The Stairway To Paradise
The Planet Is All Wobbly This Morning
Good God! He's Giving The White-collar Voters'
New Yorker June 22nd, 1998
The Magazine For Women
I Have No Idea Where We Parked The Car
New Yorker August 13th, 1955
There's Lots Of Things In My Life I Absolutely
I Said, 'get Off'!
No, I Found My Ball. I'm Looking For The Golf
I Do Ballet
As Christmas Loomed Ever Nearer
Are You As Dumb As A Post?
What's A Debenture?
The Langmore Regional High School Inner Debate
New Yorker August 23rd, 1993
My Plans For The Day Are Uncertain
Harry Insisted On Doing Everything Himself
And Whose Little Mole Is This?
Yup. I'm Guessing There's Your Problem
We Tried Six Speakers
He Built His Own Airplane From A Kit
Sometimes It's Important To Stop Whatever Break
Did You Hire A Consultant? I Didn't Hire
I Hope You're Good
Hey, I Don't See Harry Truman's Name
The Crab Bisque
Whistle, You Dumb Bastard!
Never Ask What Kind Of A Round They Had. If
According To The Charts
Let Me Just Make A Little Note Of That
Is That What They Teach You At Caddy School
Exhausted Businessman Hires An Exaggeratedly
You Will Like Mr. Woofard. He Has An
Opp'y Of A Lifetime
No Decision. They're Still Sleeping On It
Surely You Jest?
Good Lord, No! I Thought You Were Handling
Wait A Minute! How Do I Know You're Not George
We May As Well Go Home. It's Obvious That This
Bob Was Raised In The Wilderness By Salmon
Thank You, Mr. Mulvaney, But What We're Really
Damn It, Kimball, Don't You Know All The Words
New Yorker December 12th, 1959
Sure, We Were Dysfunctional, But, By God
Well, That Was Much Better Than Yesterday, But
New Yorker June 29th, 1992
Hello? Beasts Of The Field? This Is Lou
A Policewoman Arresting A Man Says
'nuclear Secrets With Snow Peas'
Big Deal, An A In Math. That Would Be A D In Any
Genius Grants And Recipients
I've Always Wanted To Go To Consecutive
Erato Makes A Stupid Suggestion
How Manx It Takes
Since This Is Only Your First Offense
'here Lies Frederick Jones.
New Yorker December 14th, 1981
I'm Sorry, But I Wasn't Really Paying Attention
Mr. Mott, May I Remind You That The Success
I Didn't Send You A Valentine
How Can I Talk To You? I Give You Ideas
O.k., Next Time Around Let's Ease
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