Is there a Mrs. Bull?
Back when sex researcher Alfred Kinsey was forcing people to have orgies and think rationally about sex and whatnot, the New Yorker ran a famous comic in which a snooty society woman was reading an article about him, and with a shocked expression, asks her sleepy husband: “Is there a Mrs. Kinsey?”
Nobody has known how to bring this comic into modern times. Until now.
My updated version of this comic features a woman with the same outraged expression, and with the same sleepy husband reading a newspaper in the background. Except, instead of reading about Kinsey, she has just sipped a Red Bull for the first time. With look of disgust (one eye closed, one eye glaring at the Red Bull can), she demands to know: “Is there a Mrs. Bull?”
So far nobody has found this as funny as me.
6 years ago