My friends try to calm me down. One of the dollars, a One, tells me about the time he met Vending Machine Pepsi. He was stuffed in and out, in and out, so many times he almost died. I know he is trying to make me feel better, but I am, like, please stop talking about that.
Since 1992, Shouts & Murmurs has been a regular venue for many notable humorists, including Bruce McCall, Steve Martin, Christopher Buckley, Veronica Geng, David Sedaris, Garry Trudeau, and Wendy Wasserstein. But long before flourishing as The New Yorker’s showcase for comic writing
Shouts and Murmurs was the personal column of Alexander Woollcott...[he] prided himself on producing a column that fit exactly in the space of the single page he was allotted each week. In addition to being a show of virtuosity, this precision was a defensive tactic intended to make it more difficult for his editors, Ross and Katharine S. White, to alter his text without disrupting the layout. This escalating editorial tension, plus the demands of the weekly deadline, ultimately led Woollcott to end the column in December of 1934.
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