Better Never Than Late

The good news, one of my entrees finally made it to the finals of the New Yorker "cartoon contest" (189).


I submitted this:

"Gesundheit."

The bad news is that this is a little too obvious because someone else got the same entry in before me.

• "Gesundheit." - gets my vote (the lucky bastard!)
  
  
• "Congratulations—it's a porcupine." - that's just gross.
  
  
• "Most people are reassured after three or four." - nice try, no cigar.