Judge — January 26, 1924 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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HE TONSILS should be oiled regularly and bathed in warm sunshine, to avoid rust accumulation. Do not allow your conceit to becom flabby or get run down at the heels. Listening to yourself on the radio is help- ful. Vigorous, upstanding ears are unfailing marks of character. Practice ear wig- gling to music, using the selection, “I hear you calling me.” Fisherman’s Luck “Fishermen used to boast about what they brought back.” “Well—uh?” Now they brag about what they took along.” “What's the mat- ter, Bill, you don’t look well. “Oh, I just came from Quincy and I got a sore throat.” Rad Why don’t chorus girls take off their ps and be done with it? Rad It isn’t the original cost; it’s the upkeep that worries many a woman about her evening gowns. HEALTH HINTS Watch your hips. The well-hipped man is in great demand at business and social affairs. If fruits do not agree with you cut out your Adam’s apple for the time being. If you have flat feet do not despair. A flat head is much worse. Remember eyes are the windows of the soul, and windows should be washed weekly. “TI can’t make a lunch out of this nut sundae. Put some more whipped cream on it.” No self-respecting man will be without well muscled eyebrows. ngage in short, spirited eyebrow scrimmages before break- fast. Don’t neglect your wind. A_ blimp is nothing more than a toy balloon that has watched its diet. Get nervous if you can. Some day you may be good enough to pass as one “of Gilda Gray’s relatives. —Joe Williams. Nerve Wrecker Stranger—How about it, can a feller get ‘a little liquor around here? “Well put,” replied the manager of the Break’em Up Garage. “The last feller that tried selling it got caught and the jury recommende punishment to the full extent of the law so the judge made him drink a quart of his own stuff. No, there’s nobody around here got nerve enough to try it now.” Ste If all the policemen blew their whistles every time they wet their whistles what a noise there would be. tae “Nowadays,” said the modern opti- mist, “where there’s smoke, there’s a still.” comicbooks.com