Judge — August 18, 1928 — page 27: what you’re looking at

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Hiils IS A SAUCE POT WITH ME, ADMITTED THE HAUSFRAU JUDGE Shove on the No, 4 velvet cyclo and the cheese drapes for the dog act, Jercy. “Who'd ever think there was as much water as that?” speculated a denizen of the tall rhubarbs gazing out over the Sarqassu Sea. since infancy, I was considerably hors de (horse of the oked aroun combat combat). 1 los the first thing my eve encour was the spark-plugs. they were both lea edge of the coldly. Well,” T said, just as coldly, would you like to ma thing out of it?” rand surveying me > some- If you mean your pan,” re- plied the bud-covered: spark-plug, I think God made a bad enough job without us trying.” I was so enraged by this sally the female spark-plug) that I would have wreaked bodily harm on the plugs had not the door opened at this juncture and Bella come in, She was wearing a beau- tiful chiffon wrap-around, which she had just washed in boric acid, and consequently was a sight for sore eves, “Well, see you h Bora.” I ventured, “I just) washed with bellic acic “Yes, Paul,” she answered sine your Wwrap-aro “Yeh, and remember you see only what's on PU probably get a sharp note it that time (plum nom de plume How are the day name spark-plugs —to- The cook who loved an iceman “T think they have been teeth- | ing,” I said. Have they been teething each other, Paul?” asked Bella, who lisped frightfully. “Let us have tiffin,” [ rejoined acidly, and forthwith we left on | acerumpet bender. We bent erum pets for three days till well-nigh exhausted (that is, the erampets well-enigh exhausted. Tam | never exhausted). were The seene now seemed to change, and the next thing T knew 1 found myself walking down Times Square without any pants on, Nobody seemed to notice my predicament. Bella least of all, In fact. Bella herself was clad in s somewhat informal costume con sisti of a brassiere, seanties, corned beef and Russian dressin on tye bread. TP was just about to enter the lobby of the Palace when Pheard mamma's voice say: | Wake up. sleepy head! You will have to hurey or you will be Jate for school!” To rubbed my eyes in amaze- | ment, What de you think? It had all been a dream! —Pere_mMan Thin as Gold Leaf Customer (at drug store foun- tain 1 want a sandwich, Soda Jerker lettuce tm leaf or cheese leaf? | Yessir comicbooks.com