When I was a kid I got the little paper back collections from MAD Magazine, and one of my favorites was Jaffee’s, both because they were hilarious, and also because they offered the opportunity for me to put my own punchlines in.

Insert your own here.

Some originals from Jaffee’s book, with my adolescent-mind additions, after the jump.

“No, triplets.” Doesn’t really make sense, but I thought it was hilarious. Where is the third kid? Any guess is funny. I guess.

“Who are you?” It’s basically the same joke as the question.

“No, yours. Please sign these papers.” Not so much a joke, kind of a twist ending that you could have seen coming.

Also, tip of the hat to Jon Adams and Champ City over at The Bold Italic.

[pic I took of gunk on the ground]

[sketch I was moved to draw]

[questionable childhood inspiration]

Three great beasts. Here’s the proof:

(Bigger version)

The original photo:

Or maybe they’re all just reaching out to gobble up the doggie biscuits that are Islands Yerba Buena, Treasure, Angel and Alcatraz.

Of course, this is not without precedent, in that I had previously revealed the East Bay Beast.

[Originally via SFist]

Walking by this, I couldn’t help but notice that it was actually . . .

Anybody else?