This issue is not real, but merely a figment of your imagination...

This is the Suburbia # because I grew up in the suburbs, and also because the only thing I’m afraid ...

Ladies and Gentleman of the Jury, I will prove to you throughout the Justice is Served # that my cl...

Last time we tried to publish a piece written in classical Spanish, we got called out and ever...

Dearest reader, I know what you’re thinking: “This issue’s about computers? You told me it was goin...

You know, I didn’t always want to be a writer for the Lampoon. I had big dreams once, like going to ...

Last week, I started getting targeted ads on Facebook telling me to quit porn. I barely get half of ...

There’s an unwritten rule at the Lampoon that our president emails us every week: don’t make jokes a...

What is to be done about the crisis of The Harvard Lampoon? Can anything stop a magazine’s knees fro...

From the Desk of EBC, December 2021: Dear Readers, I thought an issue about the nuclear apocalypse...

SURGEON GENERAL'S WARNING: Medically speaking, I have no idea what smoking this magazine will do to ...

Tired? Stressed? Angry? Upset? Anxious? Fearful? Delusional? Cool, me too. 

On the first day, God created the heavens and the earth. “Let there be light,” He said, and there wa...

Three Gilberts died in the making of this magazine. Two survived.

Dear Reader— There are times in everyone’s life that they question the nature of time. This is one ...

My greatest hope for you all is that you actually know how to read because this issue is full of let...

Dear Judging Committee for the American Society for Magazine Editors, I notice you have not been re...

Questions people frequently ask me, Zachary D. Goddard, born March 28, 1997, on Nantucket, MA.What i...

Welcome to the Leisure Suit’s Larry’s Leisure Corner. Sit down. Relax. Take a break from laughing at...

You ok?

Well fuck my cock in the ass: if this ain’t the first ever PG issue of the Lampoon. Enjoy!

Finally, my very own eschew!Aw crap, I mean ischew*!Issue**! Dammit!!!

It’s finally here—the last ever issue of the Harvard Lampoon. Can you believe it took us this long?

Is this a real ad? Yes. Yes, it is, But those tits…are they real too? After a careful examination of...

I am coming to you live from my shoddily crafted hut mere inches from the rising tide. Did you kno...

Hello dear readers. This issue is about this issue. We are five months behind print schedule. The ar...

My favorite season is the spring of life. -Dylan, 8 year old.

Welcome to the set. I mean Sets in the West #. Wow, I am so nervous. I didn’t realize that this was ...

Now that you finally have this issue in your hands, you’re probably wondering one thing and one thin...

What inspired me to make this magazine? I wouldn’t know, I didn’t make this magazine. It made me.

Good morning, or доброго ранку, as they would say in the old country. You know waking up, the mornin...

Hello reader! J. Leland Penis here, executor of GJA’s estate and writer of such Harvard Lampoon clas...

At the time of writing this, I have been diagnosed with the cancer of the tongue. About a month ago ...

Okay, reader. I know what you’re thinking. An issue about the human body? What is this, “ESPN The Ma...

Happy reading—-or should I say happy laughing! Unfortunately I am dictating this at gunpoint and am ...

What up, shawwwdy—ahem—shorty? I couldn’t help notice you were checking out my cover. Yeah, there’s ...