Category: Southern Humor

Pedro made the best tamales Of anyone I’ve ever found. I would always buy a dozen When I happened to be in town. I asked just how he made the ones That no one else in town could match. He replied in broken English That he made all of them from scratch. That day I […]

All of my wife’s friends Have brand new fur coats, The beautiful ladies And the two old goats. She asked me to buy A new coat for her, But I couldn’t afford The expense of a fur. And then if by chance, Or maybe by luck, I hit a huge dog With my pickup truck! […]

A Cajun died and went to Hell, And caused the Devil much concern. He’d been there for a month or two But hadn’t yet begun to burn. The Devil’s job, as we all know, Is making sinners pay their debt. But the Cajun mystified him, He hadn’t even raised a sweat. He sat there singing […]

I was going to pick some fruit From my grandfather’s apple tree. I was carrying a bucket And I was whistling happily. As I walked by Grandpa’s stock pond, I noticed lots of water swirls. I knew from all the piles of clothes I’d found some skinny-dipping girls. It wasn’t long a head appeared, Then […]

The old man was the quiet type; he led a lonely life. He hated crowds of people and any kind of strife. His mule that he called Jessie seemed to be his only friend. He walked with painful shuffle, you could tell it hurt to bend. Folks called him, “Old Prospector,” that’s the only name […]