Rickyisms, by Ricky

These are NOT “jokes” they are positively,
undoubtedly, irrevocably–infallible TRUTHS!!!
THINGS
I LEARNED WHILE STATIONED IN THE SOUTH WITH THE AIR FORCE
A ‘possum is a flat animal that sleeps in the middle of the road.

There are 5,000 types of snakes and 4,998 of them live in the South.

There are 10,000 types of spiders. All 10,000 of them live in the
South, plus a couple no one’s seen before.

There are NO cockroaches in the South.  There is, however, an abundance of Palmetto
bugs which, oddly, are found only in the South.

If it grows, it’ll stick ya. If it crawls, it’ll bite cha.

“Onced” and “Twiced” are words.

It is not a shopping cart; it is a buggy!

“Jawl-P?” means, “Did everyone go to the bathroom?”

People actually grow, eat, and like
okra.

“Fixinto” is one word. It means “I’m going to do that.”

There is no such thing as lunch. There is only dinner and then there’s supper.  (I guess no southern preacher ever told his flock the last supper was held a little over 2,000 years ago.)

Iced tea is appropriate for all meals and all occasions.  One starts drinking it when two years old. We
do like a little tea with our sugar. It is referred to as the “Wine of the
South.”

“Backwards and forwards” means, “I know everything about you.”

The word “jeet” is actually a question meaning, “Did you eat?”

The word “squeet” means, “Let’s go eat.”

You don’t have to wear a watch, because it doesn’t matter what time it is, you work
until you’re done or it’s too dark to see.

You don’t PUSH buttons, you MASH ‘em.

“Ya’ll” is singular. “All ya’ll” is plural.

All the festivals in a Southern state are named after a fruit, vegetable,
grain, insect, fish, or animal.

You carry jumper cables in your car—for your OWN car.

There are only six condiments: salt, pepper, vinegar, mustard, ketchup and
Tabasco.

Mayonnaise is NOT a condiment—it is a food group.

The local papers cover national and international news on one page, the other five
pages are for local high school sports, motor sports, and gossip.

Everyone you meet is a Honey, Sugar, Miss (first name) or Mr. (first name)

The first day of any hunting season is treated as a national holiday.

You already know what a “hissy fit” is.

Fried catfish is the other, “other white meat”.

We don’t need no dang Drivers Ed. If Mama says we can drive, we can drive!!!

A vampire and a priest decided to commit a burglary
together.  Once inside their target
building, the vampire became nervous and suspicious about the priest, who was displaying
signs of untrustworthiness.  So, the
vampire turns to the priest and says, “You better not double-cross me.”
Which knight of the Round Table was the best at math? — Sir
Cumference.
If a red house is made of red bricks, a yellow house is made of
yellow bricks, a blue house is made of blue bricks, and a brown house is made
of brown bricks, what is a green house made of? — glass.
© 14
December 2015
 
About the
Author 

I was born in June of 1948 in Los Angeles, living first in Lawndale
and then in Redondo Beach.  Just prior to
turning 8 years old in 1956, I was sent to live with my grandparents on their
farm in Isanti County, Minnesota for two years during which time my parents
divorced.
When united with my mother and stepfather two years later
in 1958, I lived first at Emerald Bay and then at South Lake Tahoe, California,
graduating from South Tahoe High School in 1966.  After three tours of duty with the Air Force,
I moved to Denver, Colorado where I lived with my wife and four children until
her passing away from complications of breast cancer four days after the 9-11-2001
terrorist attack.
I came out as a gay man in the summer of 2010.   I find writing these memories to be
therapeutic.
My story blog is, TheTahoeBoy.Blogspot.com.

Rickyisms, by Will Stanton

To ease understanding of the
term “Rickyisms,” some people may equate these brief, humorous quips as
“puns.”  That term comes close; however,
“Rickyisms” are not so generalized as common puns, and they reflect more
precisely the personality of the originator, Ricky.  To begin with, anyone inflicted with “Rickyisms”
should be aware that the originator claims to have a personality of a
twelve-year-old boy; and his little bon mots usually are on that
level.  He has provided us with ample
opportunity to reach that conclusion.
Joking boy

Occasionally, however, his
little quips, written or oral, garner special attention; and, in my
imagination, I assign them special awards. 
One that comes to mind (and I’m sure Ricky will not mind my quoting it)
was, As for poor Yorick, the slain court jester, I
believe Shakespeare killed him — in the library — with the quill.  Yorick probably told Will a ‘Rickyism‘ and was stabbed in the heart for his trouble.  I found that quadruple Rickyism particularly
enjoyable.
I have encountered some people
who do not appreciate puns.  They may
prefer something supposedly more sophisticated and witty.  In addition, I also have noticed other people
who don’t even understand puns, or truly good humor in general.  These are the ones who rely primarily upon
the reptilian part of their brains, which also appears to correspond with how
they think and vote.  It also is
reflected in their love and admiration for racial or political jokes that lack
all valid meaning and wit.  Often, our
discomfort with their attempts at humor is fully justified, for their attempts
at humor are extraordinarily and unnecessarily obscene, or they  may be cruelly denigrating or politically and
maliciously motivated.  An essential part
of successful humor, unrealized by such people, is that there must be some
element of truth in it.  Otherwise, the
attempt is meaningless and unfunny.  I
frequently have noticed that deficiency in many so-called jokes from mindless
Right-Wingers in their attempts to attack and denigrate people whom they
hate.  And, they proudly think they are
being so witty.
 

Unfunny man

True wit requires valid
knowledge and practiced skill.  Far too
often, too many people come to the forum half-prepared.  If you were paying attention, you may have
caught all the puns in this piece.
Wink wink
©  26 November 2015 
About
the Author 
 I have had a life-long fascination with
people and their life stories.  I also
realize that, although my own life has not brought me particular fame or
fortune, I too have had some noteworthy experiences and, at times, unusual
ones.  Since I joined this Story Time
group, I have derived pleasure and satisfaction participating in the group.  I do put some thought and effort into my
stories, and I hope that you find them interesting.