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This page contains satirical humor pieces typical of 1920s Life magazine: **"Confession"** (top left) mocks romantic relationships through exaggerated complaints about married women, single women, widows, and divorcees—a common theme in period humor. **"Just Between Us Girls"** (top right) is an elaborate visual joke showing women playing sports/exercising, accompanying a lengthy letter written almost entirely in capitalized words and abbreviations (BFF, ADORE, MARRIED, etc.). This appears to satirize how women's correspondence was becoming increasingly casual and abbreviation-laden. **The car cartoon** (center) depicts men discussing leaving a car outside overnight "like this," with one saying it would be "boiled in motor oil"—dark humor about automotive care or theft. **"His Official Analyzer"** (bottom) is a brief joke about a chemistry professor. The overall tone reflects Jazz Age satirical sensibilities regarding modern dating, women's social independence, and changing communication styles.

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Life JUST PRIWEEN US GIRL Confession DON'T like married women; they're always talking about husbands. I don't like single women; they're always thinking ut husbands. 1 don't like they're always for husbands. I don't like divorcees; they're always about to catch new husbands. I don't like women in general, and the four who turned me down in particular. James A. Sanaker. widows; angling Replete . AVE a good time in H New York?" “Sure did; and talk about gettin’ the breaks! Remember the acrobats that played Fourth of July week at the Paradise? Well, they were on the bill at the Palace, and I went to see ‘em three times.” HARRIET: Let's play strip poker HARRY: I'm game — go put some clothes on and we'll start. HAT did you buy for your wife’s Christmas?” “I don't know yet. She's going to surprise me.” nd-TUCKer, because Phis MAN who mar- “NAY der M WHAT do you s'PO: ried one of my BEST FRIENDS keeps purSUing me the enTIRE TIME, my dear, and telling me how he ; aDORES me and how sort of MISunder- eis by his WIFE—can you BEAR it, my dear? I mean I'm ACtually emBARrassed to TEARS at this point, because WHAT can I DO? I mean I simply aDORE this GIRL who he’s MARried to be cause I mean she's one of my DEARest FRIENDS, but she's the sort of NAGging TYPE, do you know what I mean? And this man she MARried, my dear, is sort of the HIGH-spirited TYPE. « ACtu- ally don't SEE how anybody as atTRACtive as this man she MARried could ever have MARried her 7 A MAN WHO WouD Yj} LEAVE A CAR Out UNCOVERED, ON A y NIGHT LIKE THIS PY OUGHT To BE VIATION OF AUTOMOBILE RADIATOR FRIGDITY MAKES ITS ROUNDS DISTRIBUTING FREE THE STORM WOOL BLANKETS TO CARS STANDING [ because I mean she just isn't the TYPE that you'd think would apPEAL to a man of his SORT because I mean he's terribly DASH- ing, sort of, and FRIGHTfully nd- LOOKing and all, only I WISH he wouldn't keep purSUing me all the entire time because I mean it’s an AWfally sort of DELicate situAtion for ME, my dear, because this GIRL he married prac ticably my DEARest FRIEND. But I REALly feel TERribly sort of SORry for him, my dear, because she’s so AW fully sort of NARrow and MEAN that simply DOESn’t underSTAND him and I REALly don’t blame him a BIT for getting all hot and BOTHered about the situation, my dear, and sort of FALLing in LOVE with somebody who is sort of sympa- THETic and BROAD-minded and _ all, only I am PRACticably ready to ROLL over and BUTter myself with disMAY at this point because I HONestly think it makes everything TERribly sort of em- BARrassing for ME, my dear—I mean I ACtually DO!" Lloyd Mayer. His Official Analyzer WYATHER: W like the best ch of the faculty do you Somebody Is Always Thinking Up Some New Kind of Suffering Stepent: Well, I invite the Chemistry professor to all of my parties. comicbooks.com