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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains two distinct pieces: **"That College Touch"** (top): A humorous anecdote by Raoul Blumberg about flying with someone named Gregory. When mechanical failures occur during flight, Gregory improvises repairs using tape, string, and roller skates, ultimately crash-landing in an apple tree. The joke satirizes college-educated people as impractical problem-solvers who apply half-baked academic solutions to real-world emergencies—hence "that college touch." The narrator's deadpan observations of Gregory's failures drive the humor. **"Torrid Old Restaurant Man Butters Bride's Nose!"** (middle): A cartoon caption-joke playing on scandal sheet headlines. The detailed caption appears to reference radio personalities and creates mock-romantic tension. **"Queen Summer"** (bottom right): Verse about summer, apparently unrelated to other content. A small cartoon shows a taxi driver described as a "horseback cop."
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That College Touch. It was the first time I had ever gone up with Gregory, and I was a bit uneasy. We had hardly left the ground when I suddenly no- ticed that the mechanics below were waving a wheel excitedly. I nudged Gregory and pointed. “Damn!” he said. “I think we've dropped a wheel. Hold the con- trols for a minute, will you?” He clambered out of the cock- pit, grabbed something from a small locker and swung himself under the fuselage. A few min- utes later he returned grinning. “One of the wheels was gone,” he told me. “So I took off the other one and tied on a pair of roller- skates. We'll be all right.” Just then we heard an ominous cracking sound and the plane started to slip sideways. Gregory crawled out again and made his way along the wing. With a couple of yards of tape, my ma- lacca cane, and some string he fished out from his pants pocket, he repaired a strut that was about to give way. He had hardly re- turned to the controls when the propellor dropped off. This time even Gregory had to give up. He glided down and made a landing in an adjacent apple tree. I was pitched to the ground and la 'y there stunned. When I recovered TORRID OLD g | my wits, I observed Gregory cheerfully examining the rudder RESTAURANT MAN 8 of the plane for possible damages. “What did you ever run before After all, a woman is only a woman, but a good elevator boy you got this plane?” I demanded is often a smoke. However, “twig” this “lollapalooza”: weakly. “What'll it be, sir, light or dark?” asked honest Jimmy Durante, “Nothing much,” said Gregory. a Sturdy Bootblack. “I’m not particular, dear,” replied Stencil “But when I was in college I 14356-A, the Absent-Minded Professor. “But please don’t give owned a 1912 flivver!” me the neck!” You have been listening to Rudy Levine and his —Raovt Brumpero Connecticut Levies, broadcasting nightly from the Villa Levine. Queen Summer Summer reigns o’er .field and stream, Summer reigns on land and sea, Summer reigns the world, su- preme; But summer doesn’t reign for me. Go I to the woods or shores, Summer doesn’t reign—it pours! Then there’s the one about the unaccommodating bouncer who wouldn’t put himself out for any- comicbooks.com