Judge, 1928-12-08 · page 13 of 36
Judge — December 8, 1928 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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| Mitch Ado About Nothing Jug not lest thou be jugged. | Tell me, little gir you one of the Siamese Yes, Siam, In Ye Beautye Shoppe That's a pretty bum finger wave you got there, Penelope. Aye, the girl wot gimme it was all thumbs, —Your hair looks orful wild looking, doan it? ns Yes, 1 kno A deaf-mute (er7 waved it while rehearsing some of his wildest jokes. I'VE JUST BEEN OUT GATHERING What are you gonna gi MOMENTUM, EXPLAINED ELOISE for Christmas, Dalrympl I'm gon myou fi minutes T guarantee that each one of these jokes has been untouched to get the hellouta here. by human hands—that is, for over ten years. “You once had a home? Then why didn’t you do something to make your folks A fat-head has a fat chance happy and comfortable?” asked the good old standard house With a thin girl a at dance; of the g.o.s. Hobo. “I did, ma’am; I left!" said the Acrid from Akron. This from Perelman, commonly referred to as “that charming young couple.” Backward Rhymes for Back- ward Children We have been working on what we are pleased to call backward verse for versatile versifiers. The idea is this: You read the first line as usual: “Roses are red.” ‘The second line is read backwards, “Blue are violets.” ‘The third line is read forward again, “Sugar is sweet,” and the fourth line backwards. Hence We Have Roses are red Blue are violets Sugar is sweet You are so and This kind of verse would cut down at least sixty-six-and-two- thirds percent of the wear and tear on the optic nerve, forty per- cent on the ad valorem of eye- sses, and would save us enough + pick up and parking space to make it possible to read ice as much verse, and that, in a manner of speaking, is putting down the naught and carrying the thing just a little too far. Hre—Now don’t be unreasonable about it, Susie. I haven't got ironae: Mirenent the change, and it ain't your size anyway! n comicbooks.com