Judge, 1926-05-15 · page 20 of 36
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Nicx—What’s the way to the nearest bank? Dick—Don't ask me. I'm not a bank director. —Toronto GoBin Ye Promme Girle “She flaunts ye skirt cut rather highe, And quite ye length of hose, Thy Promme Girle is seldom shyye However shyye of clothes!” —Wesleyan Wasp Dal Marriage is an institution. Marriage is love. Love is blind. Therefore marriage is an institu- tion for the blind. —Sewanee Mountain Goat sae Willie—There’s something going around that will interest you— Tillie—Well, be careful then, there are some pins in my waist. —Lehigh Burr “The King’s English.” —West Port Porter Heebe—Did you know that women were in politics many thousands of years ago? Jeebe—No; where did you get that? “Well, it is stated that Salome’s motion was received by the house with loud applause.” —Orange Owl eed could you give a starving a bite ure! Sic him, Fido.” —Texas Ranger “The motive for wearing your clothes in such a manner is perfectly apparent.” “It requires no intelligence to see through it.” —C. C. N. Y. Mercury Her Big Mutterin’ Yegg Man —CorneL. Winow A Tea Room Sonnet I love Jane for her lips, I love Ruth for her eyes, I love Rose for her dancing, And June for her sighs. T love Jean for her laugh And her smile everlasting, But I love, best of all, Geraldine—'cause she’s fasting! —Penn State Froth sae Near-sighted Golfer-—Son, how far is my ball from the green? Near-sighted Offspring—Father, I cannot tell a lie. —Wisconsin Octopus. Some of our dear professors are convinced that the reason the modern student doesn’t burn the midnight oil as he used to is the fact that he doesn’t get in soon enough. —TIowa Green Gander tot One rook received a letter from his mother and this is an extract from it: “Dear Son—I do wish you would not shoot the little craps. Remember that they love life as well as you do.” —Orange Owl comicbooks.com