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Judge — October 15, 1927 — page 36: Judge, 1927-10-15

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This page contains several brief humor pieces typical of early-20th-century satirical magazines: **"Those Movie Palaces"** mocks expensive new cinema theaters by suggesting patrons are too distracted by the luxurious surroundings to actually watch the film. **"The Professor Again"** is a absurdist joke about an absent-minded academic so forgetful he contradicts himself—he forgets his wallet, enters a restaurant hungry, then forgets he's hungry and leaves. **"In the Year 2000"** depicts a fantastical flying car overburdened with collected radio aerials and household items, satirizing both future-tech speculation and automotive excess. The remaining pieces are brief one-liners and anecdotes: a couple's quarrel about physical affection, a "greasian maid" poetry reference (likely ethnic humor), and a "sportsmanship" story about a truck driver's quick reflexes. The page reflects Judge's formula: short comedic vignettes mixing social commentary with whimsy, often relying on period-specific references and casual ethnic stereotyping now considered offensive.

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JUDGE Those Movie Palaces ! Nitt—How did you like the picture last night? Witt—Picture? Gosh, I guess I didn’t wait for it. The Professor Again The absent-minded professor wandered down-town one day, but he forgot to bring his purse. It was a long walk and more than once he regretted his forgetful- ness. The walk made him hungry, and, forgetting that he had forgotten his purse, he walked in a restaurant. But when he got inside, he forgot that he was hungry, so he walked out again and it was all right. and the man was not injured. This is what we call sportsman- ReveLtter—M’ frien’ fell down, Ossifer, an’ I’m jush helpin’ ship. ’im up. | —R.C.0. | i a} | | ‘Two unattached ladies met at H | lunch. Said one, “Did you hear j | j about Louise’s divorce? She's to i | } get five hundred a month ali- | | mony.” | : The other yawned and repiied, “Don’t talk shop, dear.” ; | | She—No, you can’t kiss me i 4 Z | and you can’t hug me—you can’t Fe bis Z Zz BAS A hold my hand, either. ‘ N THE Year 2000 He—Well, how in thunder are | i “Alec, please stop this one arm driving—you've picked up we going to do any necking, then? | six radio aerials—four chimneys, and a water tank already!” q | : ay | i Lines to a Greasian Maid | Maid of Athens, when we met, | Never shall I e’er forget. | | When I popped the question, I i Well recall your quaint reply, | ! j “Opple a pitch a ponk a pie.” | By i j A pedestrian crossing the street | found himself directly in the path | of a five-ton truck. He sprinted | bravely and would have escaped had he not slipped and fallen i directly between the wheels. The driver, however, managed to stop | comicbooks.com