Judge, 1925-01-31 · page 25 of 36
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Stepe—Are you taksing English? Strwen— Ves. “Did you read the ‘Twelfth Night’? “We don't get Elinor Glyn in that course.” —Pexn Puncu Bow: Nice Young Thing—Before he married me he said he'd = move heaven and earth if Lasked him to. Another N.Y. T.—And now? “Oh. now he’s starting to raise hell.” —Ohio State Sun Dial sae George—Marry me and the world is mir Georgette (who lisps)—Asthma. That's all right, dear. I have broken arches.” nn State Froth “Would you care to dance this one?” “Yes. Would you mind asking some one for me?” —NortHwestern Purpce Parrot “What's the height of your am- bition?” “Oh, she’s a little over five feet.” Lafayette Lyre tae “T couldn't serve as a juror, judge One look he’s guilts “Sh-h! That's the district attor- ney. Columbia Jester that fellow convinces me Sue—You hare extraordinary terp- sichorean technique! He—This ain't technique—it's red flannels. —Wintiams Purece Cow The Ruling Passion “What's all the noise?” “Oh, that's just a barber shaving himself.” “But why all the noise?” "s trying to persuade himself to have a shampoo.” —Penn Punch Bowl A young woman was visiting a dog kennel for the first time. Dis, in a very prominent position was sign, “Petting Positively Prohibitec Turning to a young attendant who had been employed only that morning she asked. “Is petting really hard on the dogs?” The young man blushed. “Only when you have to walk, mam,” he replied. Buclnell Belle Hop “Everything they exhibited at the circus today was a barefaced hum- bug." “How about the bearded lady?” —Brown Jvo sae A city and a chorus girl Are much alike, ‘tis true: | A city’s built without skirts, And a chorus girl is too. orgia Yellow Jacket | sae “Where d ing so early?” “Down to th fountain pen.” —Middlebury Blue Baboon John go every morn- | vst office to fill his Stuim—Bob burned a hole in kis pants. Jim—Did he have insurance? “No, his coat tail covered the loss.” | —Dexver Parrakeet comicbooks.com