Judge, 1924-01-26 · page 20 of 37
Judge — January 26, 1924 — page 20: what you’re looking at
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“Sniff, sniff, Dimuendo—what's that saucy smellin’ stuff upon your locks?” “That, Curacoa, is Glover's mange cure. “Odds bodds, I always warned thee to cut out the doggy wenches!” —Brown Jug. Alma made a angel cake For her darling Harry’s sake. “Harry, you a piece must take!” This she meant. Harry ate it every crumb Then he heard the angels hum, Calling softly, “Harry, come.” Harry went. —Denison Flamingo. “An intercepted pass.”—Notre Dame Juggler. He kissed her in the garden When the moon was shining bright; But she was a marble statue, and He was drunk that night. —Notre Dame Juggler. soe Drip—Let’s walk around the corner and get a drink. Drap—Hell, no. Jester. Let's run.—Columbia An Awful Reign Harry—Quite a Ku Klux demonstra- tion last night, wasn’t it? Jerry—Yeah, even the rain came down in sheets.—Ohio Sun Dial, aad M. D.—Have you any organic trouble? Frosh—No, sir. I can’t even carry a tune.—Bison. K. 0. O—Who's that lady I heard in your room? K—That wasn’t no lady; that was my victrola——Harvard Lampoon. soe Mary had a little cat, It swallowed a ball of yarn, And when the little kittens came, They all had sweaters on. —Oklahoma Whirlwind. tae Sis—Brother, will you get my watch, it’s upstairs? Bro.—Aw, wait a while and it'll run down. “Oh, no, it won't, my dear; ours is a winding staircalse.—Pennsylvania Punch Bowl. toe There is only one thing in the world more pleasant than association with a good woman and that is asso- ciation with a woman not quite so good.—Dartmouth Jack o° Lantern. Snel A bachelor and his but- tons are soon parted.—- Toronto Goblin. 18 She—Archie, isn’t Niagara wonder- ful! I could just stand and look at it forever. He—But wouldn't it be rather try- ing to go through life with a cataract in one’s eye?—Brown Jug. “What became of that gate you and your girl used to swing on?” “She gave it to me.”—Oregon Lemon Punch. Rad Cub—Is the editor particular? Star—Hell, yes! He raves if he finds a period upside down.—Oregon Lemon Punch. comicbooks.com de