Judge, 1928-08-11 · page 26 of 36
Judge — August 11, 1928 — page 26: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This is a humor compilation page from Judge magazine, likely from the late 1920s or early 1930s, featuring student-submitted jokes and comic dialogue. **Main content:** The page contains several unrelated comic sketches and joke submissions, primarily from college students (indicated by university attributions like "Stanford '31," "Trinity '31," "Harvard '30"). **The humor is largely wordplay and observational comedy:** - "Hear! Hear!" plays on homophone confusion (herd/heard) - "This Changing World" section includes mild domestic and social humor - The "Bill" sketch depicts casual conversation between friends discussing drinks - "A Dante Joke" uses the pun "dentist/Inferno" **Context for modern readers:** These appear to be genuine student submissions to a satirical magazine's humor section. The jokes are innocent, pun-heavy, and reflect 1930s college culture—referencing social activities like drinking and dating. There's no apparent political satire here; it's purely lighthearted collegiate humor typical of the era.
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Hear! Hear! Two Elephant Stalkers Stalk It Over 1. Shhh, clephant’s herd. 2. Yeh, I heard ‘em. 1, You herd ‘em? 2. Sure. 1. Hell, you can’t herd ele- phants. 2. Hear, sap—elephants— 1. They ain't) no elephants here. 2. Elephant’s ear, y'say? 1. Elephant’s ear? Who said thing about an clephant's car? wd, what hearing you got! obody wears earrings. Yeh, I say where's your hearing? 1, Right here. 2. Right ear? Whassa matter with your right ear? 1. Lissen here, big ears, did we hear a herd of elephants or didn’t r’em? ‘ot around here. shape of a cle- phant’s ear got to do with it? (THERE IS A SHOT.) —Burnere Goutp, Stanford 31 And then there was the fresh- man who sent his pants to the Associated Press. —At Bren, Trinity '31 \ \ This Changing World “Don't shoot, madam. I'd inarry your son.” —Fraxk L. Dennis U. of Oklahoma ’28 Propicat. Son—Father, I'm @ pauper. Pa — Congratulations, son, boy or girl? —Frank McFeatrens, U. of Pittsburgh °31 “So I says to him, now don’t be a college boy.” —J. Ricnarns, Columbia '31 f He—Wait a minute. I heard something break. Sue—Never mind. It was my promise to mother. Bill ‘alking along the street the — | day, I met Bill, How are you?” he asked. ine and dandy! And you?” I answered. “Cheek! was Bill's reply. “I'd sort of like a drink. How about you, Bill? We went into Jack and Frank's, | and after we sat down I said: } “Tl hav Tom Collins | d Bill. We quaffed our drinks in si- len “Gosh, that’s good,” Is | the waiter hovered near. , thing else, Bill?” "Check!" said Bill. | The waiter handed it to him! | —Artuvr Sitversratt, Harvard °30 She—You say Jones sings | whenever his wife cooks the supper? He—Yes. “The Campbells are 4 coming.” —Arti A Dante Joke “T hear you're studying to be a dentist. “Let me tell you, boy, you're in for a hell of a life!” “How come?” “Haven't you ever heard of Trinity ’31 mt comicbooks.com