The New Yorker

Cartoons from the print edition of The New Yorker and on newyorker.com.

by Joe Dator: You weren't supposed to see this
by Joe Dator: You're healthy enough for sexual activity but not attractive enough
by Joe Dator: Young MacDonald
by Joe Dator: Which is the genetically modified corn?
by Joe Dator: What do you want to be when you give up?
by Joe Dator: Hi, welcome to the Uncanny Valley of Pancakes
by Joe Dator: Pin it all on the donkey
by Joe Dator: Mr. Peanut is my dad—you can call me Rick
by Joe Dator: It was worth waiting for months for a reservation
by Joe Dator: Hey folks—assuming everyone is on board, and barring any unforeseen technical glitches—it's showtime
by Joe Dator: It's only until spring
by Joe Dator: I died in Buffalo
by Joe Dator: Hey, you two, get an office!
by Joe Dator: Finally!
by Joe Dator: I'm sorry, Jeannie, your answer was correct, but Kevin shouted his incorrect answer over yours, so he gets the points
by Joe Dator: Costco
by Joe Dator: I live each day in uncertainty, forever skating on the razor edge between cookie and no cookie
by Joe Dator: Our research has proved that the chicken came not just before the egg, but before anything else in the known universe
by Joe Dator: Now that I've seen this, I don't think I can ever enjoy popping bubble wrap again
by Joe Dator: I'd like to see what we can do about fixing your aspect ratio
by Joe Dator: Are you ready to engage with rock-based content?
by Joe Dator: But I want a career, a daily, and a cracker