Seriously, if you know what’s good for you, stay away from that cat.
I read both as a kid. It usually depended on what the cover issue was about, but Mad was easily better. I did enjoy Cracked a little more years later though when it broke away from its old format, and went online. That being said, I haven’t been on that website in ages.
That makes me sad to think about it.
Sounds like Snoopy dodged a bullet.
As a kid, I always thought I hated vegetables. Turns out I just hated canned vegetables that had been cooked to mush.
My mom just had to look for the light coming out from underneath my door.
Mom hated grounding me for this one reason. I always found other ways to entertain myself. No tv? Ok, I’ll read, or take the dog for a walk, and if it was during the school year, I often had so much homework, it didn’t matter anyway.
Or mayo if you don’t want a whiff of pickles every time you try to get some change
I remember that story! I just thought it was an urban legend.