Humor

Philip Gulley shares his somewhat dubious plan to ride a 1974 Triumph Bonneville 2,000 miles along the Mississippi River.

The lifting of winter’s icy veil is marked by a series of particular and reliable indicators unique to Philip Gulley’s town.

Philip Gulley admits he hasn’t yet discerned whether he owns the stove or it owns him.

People gripe about all the troubles in our country, but no one points out that it’s nearly impossible to open the things we buy.

A few years too early, this miss, If she thinks he is won by a kiss. With the passage of time, He may find her sublime, But for now it’s the ice cream that’s bliss. Congratulations to Linda Fein of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! For her limerick describing this Henry Hintermeister illustration, she wins $25 and our […]

So now we all know where he goes When Santa seeks summer repose. He trades in his sleigh For artist’s beret And paints with the grass ’neath his toes. Congratulations to Michelle Gordon-Weedon of Airway Heights, Washington! For her limerick describing J.C. Leyendecker’s cover illustration for the May 26, 1934, issue of the Post, she […]

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The little girl started to preen. She wanted by all to be seen. Said the boy, who was skittish, “You are not even British And therefore could never be queen.” Congratulations to Elaine Person of Orlando, Florida! For her limerick describing J.C. Leyendecker’s June 11, 1921, cover image, she wins $25 and our gratitude for […]