Judge — September 28, 1918 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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~< for publication, and each Teat and Deck Wheeres LMilitagy Junce pays $1 cach for original jokes sent by soldiers and sailors and accepted ck $5 is awarded for the best original joke received Naval A Telling Blow, Anyhow Ry Jac Paven, Blacksmith, Second Class, U.S. N A YOUNG naval recruit seeking advance- ment appeared before the examining of cers to be interrogated from the Bluejackets' Manual Officer—What is the wake of the ship? Recruit (knowingly)—Reveille. A Difficult Case By Wnsas Apams, Regt 2, Co. 10, Petham Bay, N.Y. 4 ‘| First Seaman—What’s that wriggling object q on the horizon? Second Seaman—Guess it must be a nervous wreck | After the Ball ae NEE 6 See By Senor. Sam Resena, [di Pans Tdlang, How was she dressed? Second Devil—A la communiqué. First Leatherneck—Whajumean? Second Girene—Nothing of importance to report. Pat, Marine Barracks, c First Marine Exit the Hero By Parvare C. M. Varnex, Co. C, 2nd Bn, Edgewood Artenal Plant, Edge Md, It occurred in the barber shop of one of our large hotels. The barber had just finished with him and it had taken his last cent to settle. The attendant had yet to be disposed of and the Rookie was feeling a bit uncomfortable about the tip as this individual began brushing off his clothes and shoes. As he received his carefully brushed hat back with an “about ten or twenty cents will do” ile, the Rookie had a happy thought. .”’ he suddenly asked the attendant, “do you know Luke McGluke?” T The attendant did not. “He walks like this,” said the Rookie—and he limped out. This Week's $5 Prize Winner Familiar Insignia By Puvare I. id pith BaF 1.R.D., ex, Jack Sexceant (teaching class Ind what rank is an Ex-jattatro—The sh An Efficient Yank Drawn by Pet. Mitt Goss, Co. F., 64th Infantry, A. BE. P. “Hold that light a second, bo, until I yank this out.” Those Half-W: By Wrssast J, Buroorwax, U_ S. 8, Winslow, Base 6, Operat in Foreign Waters O*XE of our crew who at present is acting mess cook, and who gets seasick every tir we put tose t lot sicker than usual This day thi -y rough, and as our ship is between a transport and a tomato can in size, it was pitching and rolling like a good one. All at once an extra large sea hit her and she gave a big roll. Bill Shreck, yes, that’s his name, said getting whiter than usual: “If the darn thing would only turn all the way over once in a whik it wouldn’t be so bad!” Illusions of Everygob Suck fa hipes ‘One can never be like unte the lithographed Figures oF Ge believes himielf tebe all that the Tuy posters Promised = Drawn by S. M. downs, U, 8.8. Rochester, It’s kinder not to tell him, Experienced Gunner Preferred By Stoney J. Bowes, Imperial Royal Flying Corps, Canada Citizen (to aviator)—What does your work consist of? Aviator—Oh, I have a fine job, towing the target. I go up in a plane with a piece of canvas tied behind for a target; another plane with a machine gun fires at the canvas. If he hits it, he scores one; if he misses it, I score one. Citizen—Suppose he hits you? Aviator—Then Germany scores one. On the U S. Utah? By Fire M. Faeenesor . ¥2 C,U.S.NLR. Executive Officer (to gob asking for furlough)— Brown, I want an explanation of your coming in here and telling me you want leave because your grandmother is dead. That’s the fourth grand. mother you’ve had die within a year. Now, ex- plain yourself, if you can. Brown (his knees shaking)—That's all truc enough, sir; but the fact is, sir, grandfather's a Mormon. byt yea try and day che cou lool Gre the see! and the less cow fell last comicbooks.com