Tag - Humour

Even the most creative practical jokers coerce an ally or two to partake in mischief, even if it is for distraction of the victim. There is no fun in being a...

I liked laths. Father didn’t. They made excellent bats for cheap balls, stream diggers, stake markers, goal posts, target holders, but especially swords...

My imaginary friends and I invented a game we called Gout. We got sick of Mother’s chronic pleading, “Go out.” It served two purposes for her...

Only a few select barefoot soles of souls in this great country will have experienced the joys of perfect crud. If toes could talk, they’d ramble on...

This word has to be the most overused and manipulative one in the political world. “The facts are people in my area are saying I should vote for the...

“One term at a time, one term at a time.” That was my motto at university. Four months was way too long for scatterbrains like me. Three weeks of...

Some ideas we humans possess I simple don’t believe. They must have come from some ancient and lively tale teller’s imagination, myths of yore, or...

Credit card companies hate me. I am an unpreferred customer. I’m too brainy for their little game of hide and seek: “It’s your money, or so...

She, the whisper fairy, was against merriment of the exciting unethical kind, not that I generally minded. Some days I reflect how it was Mother that put gave...

Haters of music of the variety taught in school take solace in the clef, for it provides the catalyst for mental doodle of daydreams – visiting music...