by phsiii

Woof?

From Mitch4:

He notes,

Huh? I can’t even identify the additional object next to the playing cards — nail clipper? cigarillo? — let alone what the dog is supposed to do with them to become more adoptable.

I think it’s a cigar–pretty sure that’s a cigar band in the middle of the object–but what do cards and cigars have to do with getting adopted?!

At the risk of being called mean, that strip bills itself as “REMIXED NEW YORKER CARTOON REJECTS”. I’d submit that if your cartoon is too obscure for TNY, you might have a problem!

by zbicyclist

Slide into My DMs!

Boise Ed sends this in: “I have no idea what’s going on with this playground.”

When your editor thinks of DM, he thinks of District Managers, which is no help at all.

From Merriam-Webster:

“DM stands for “Direct Message,” which is a private message sent between two users on a social media platform, messaging app, or online community” (Merriam-Webster)

“Dating/relationships: “Slide into my DMs” is a common phrase for initiating a private conversation, often with flirtatious or romantic intent”.

That sort of helps. So the slide is flirting with the swing set? Is that it?

by multipleciduers

Sunday Funnies – LOLs – May 24, 2026

I volunteer as a tax preparer, and Illinois requires information off the driver’s license or state ID in order to process the return. One of these information items is the weight shown. That’s used to match with the information the state has, to control identity theft.

But it’s pretty obvious from comparing what’s on the license with what I see in front of me that the state makes little attempt to confirm the information given.

Arlo award winner.