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.

Read all the limericks from our latest contest winner and runners-up and enter next month’s limerick challenge!

  Flowers and candy and such Are such a magnanimous touch. Your look is quite spiffy; Your ears, though, are iffy; Writing “nibble me” is simply too much!   Congratulations to Lorraine Ray of Aiken, South Carolina! She wins $25 for her fun limerick describing this Frances Tipton Hunter illustration. If you’d like to enter […]

In the latest Logophile Language Puzzler, give your brain some exercise with wild theatricality and nonpareil slapstick.

  “Forget it!” his buddies told Fred. “Not till I get one!” he said. After hours of fishing And hoping and wishing All he caught was a cold in his head. Congratulations to Joyce Petrichek of Finleyville, Pennsylvania! For her fishy limerick describing this August 31, 1946, cover illustration by Constantin Alajálov, she wins $25. […]