2009-11-05 / Columns

Before I Get Seniler . . .

by Bill Whitson

Halloween

When I answered the door there stood a Halloween cat wagging her tail. While I was under her spell, her little vampire brat stole my candy pail.

Fall

My pecan tree turned a beautiful golden brown. I didn't know it was dead until it hit the ground.

Dear Doctor Phil

I have met and hope to marry a motorcycle mama. My question is "Should I admit that I voted for Obama?"

Tattoos

When he sees no hope, he gets a tattoo and smokes a little dope.

He says it is only a passing fad. But his body looks like a marked up scratch pad.

Heaven Can Wait

The only person that I ever knew who wanted to be ninety-three was ninetytwo.

Taxes

The IRS is tricky. They are smooth as silk. They have put a tax on everything but mother's milk.

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