New Yorker Evangelion Botさんのイラストまとめ

Well, Mom isn't here to ask, is she?

Can I just stay here with you and Mom? I don't like what I've seen of the real world.

One for you, one for me, one for the Museum of Natural History.

Oh-oh, we're in trouble!

Good news! He'll be gone in a week!

Look, I’m going to have to ask for the money back—the rich are really getting pissed off.

My wife is sort of a back-seat driver, you know.

Death ray, fiddlesticks! Why, it doesn't even slow them up.

Good God, woman! Think of the social structure!

Oh, I don't know. Every night you got to remember to turn the damn thing on, every morning you got to remember to turn the damn thing off, and every six months you got to remember to change the damn bulb.