It was election time in a small Ecuadorian town. The entire (but small) population chose the mayor, a brand of foot powder, Pulvapies. Why? During the election campaign the foot powder company set up huge billboards advertising “Vote for any candidate but if you want well being and hygiene, vote for Pulvapies” They did.

Cemeteries are fine places where literary humor can become eternal. Written in stone, as in gravestones. Some epitaphs are the words of the deceased, composed in anticipation of their demise. Others, the inspirations of silver tongued friends or family. The British display a knack for schemes to get in the last word, such as:

Stranger, treat this ground with gravity,
Dentist Brown is filling his last cavity