What, Me Worry?

Man, I loved Mad Magazine. I first started reading it when I was about 10, I guess, and I loved it. The first time I saw one was at the home of one of my mother's church friends. She had a teen-aged son who had a copy and he let me look at it. It seemed very savvy and counter-culture to me at the time, although I didn't know those particular words. After that, I bought a copy whenever I could. I thought it had gone out of publication, but I just found their website and it looks like they're still in print. Just looking at this picture had me stifling laughter so as not to wake up Lynette.

Okay, that did it. I have to quit looking at this or I'm going to bust up.