I found this cartoon by Irving Roir in the 1952 book The Complete Bartender's Joke Book:
I liked it, but a way to improve it occurred to me. Here's the cartoon as I think it ought to be:
I liked it, but a way to improve it occurred to me. Here's the cartoon as I think it ought to be:
The hostess of the cocktail party is no longer looking in surprise at a prone drunken guest, but at a headless murder victim pointing his left arm in accusation. Is that really a body? Or is he a ghost appearing suddenly on the floor to confront his killers? Or perhaps the shared hallucination of the hostess and the man she is serving? Their faces betray their feverish consciences; no doubt she is the dead man's wife and the guest is her lover.
Yeah, that's gotta be it.
1 comment:
If he is pointing in accusation, one must assume that there is a ninja roaming around in the ceiling, waiting to pounce down and slay another party guess.
A classic whodunnit.
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