I’ve Become One of Those Women Who’re Always Talking About Their Boyfriends, But, in My Defense, We Haven’t Spent One Minute Apart in Ten MonthsI swore I’d never be the woman who goes on runs with her boyfriend, but now Kevin and I run laps around the couch every morning. I am very dizzy, but guess who’s there to catch me?https://www.newyorker.com/feed/humorHumor, Satire, and CartoonsHumor from The New Yorker, including news satire by Andy Borowitz, funny cartoons and comics, Daily Shouts, and Shouts & Murmurs.Technology124Mary Cella
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