Saturday Evening Post cartoonists have interesting views on marriage.
“Breakfast is more enjoyable since we agreed not to wear glasses at the table.”
Smart deal. I knew there was an advantage to being nearsighted. Now, if we can only do something about morning breath.
“Let’s make a deal—if you don’t join the cigar trend, I won’t join the thong-bikini trend!”
This wife knows how to negotiate. This is from 1998 by one of our favorite cartoonists, Randy Glasbergen.
“It’s wearing me out: dirty clothes, fussy eating, constant whining … and then with our first baby on the way…”
I swear I see a multitude of female heads nodding.
“Listen to this—The anonymous winner of Saturday’s jackpot has not told her husband…”
Dear? Are you there? This 2007 Nick Hobart cartoon is one of my favorites.
“I’d go home to Mother, but I don’t know where the RV jamboree is being held this week.”
Don’t parents realize how inconvenient it is when they get lives of their own?
“How could you, Ermela, after I’ve given you the best halftimes of my life?”
I’m willing to bet he sees absolutely nothing wrong with that sentence.
“Give me the bad news, Doc. Am I going to live?”
Of course, it isn’t just men behaving badly. If the patient’s question doesn’t make sense, just look at the Mrs.