Regret - Living Life in Reverse
I had this joke book I absolutely loved when I was little. The jokes were corny, came with great illustrations, and were absolutely perfect for my 8-year-old brain. Some of my favorite entries were... What time is it when the elephant sits on your fence? Time to get a new fence. Why did the baseball player throw his alarm clock? Because he wanted to see time fly. Where did the general keep his armies? In his sleevies. But for some odd reason, the joke that captured my imagination the most was accompanied by a drawing of a cowboy riding his trusty steed across the desert away from a town. The cowboy was sitting backwards in his saddle looking longingly at the town he had just left. The joke read... Why did the cowboy ride his horse backwards? Because he wanted to see where he had been. I probably told that joke (if one can even call it a joke) a thousand times between the ages of eight and eleven. My parents and my siblings suffered the brunt of my j