Who embalms the Undertaker when he dies?

At first I was glad for the help. My freshmen English class, "Mythology and Archetypal Experience," confounded me. I didn't understand why we couldn't just read books without forcing contorted interpretations on then

Sometimes I wish the writing and drawing were more integrated.

Yeah, I read Judy Blume. My mother didn't like that, but I read it anyhow.

Even drawing gray hair at all is difficult to render in black and white.

I don't know how anyone gets anything done in New York City. I vastly prefer living in the country. I just need a lot of quiet and solitude, and I'm so easily distracted. I mean, the Internet is enough to deal with.

The satiric ethos of Mad was a much bigger childhood influence.