Life, 1928-04-12 · page 27 of 42
Life — April 12, 1928 — page 27: what you’re looking at
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This page contains humor about early 20th-century social conventions and domestic life: **"The Bride Broadcasts"** satirizes newlywed women boasting about cooking abilities on early radio broadcasts, exaggerating their incompetence with absurd claims (biscuits that won't bounce, testing on the cat). **"Another Suburban Murder"** is a brief joke: a guest exclaims "Koal!" (coal?) as an insult, told it "ought to be" because it's been "on ice all day"—wordplay on keeping things fresh versus the bitter quality of coal. **"Just Between Us Girls"** mocks affected female speech patterns of the era, with emphasized syllables throughout. A woman complains about a man wanting alone time with her, then humorously sabotages his intentions by inviting others to join them. The satire targets both excessive theatrical delivery and hypocritical social behavior. **"Safety First"** contains a brief joke about an old woman requesting oil "with no scandal attached"—likely referencing oil industry corruption scandals of the time. The cartoons reflect 1920s-era concerns: radio novelty, gender roles, and affectation.
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The Bride Broadcasts “H°T biscuits, darling! Well, well, well! Just think of a “Yes, hot biscuits! No, I’ve never made any before. Yes, I made these all by myself. No, they won't bounce if you drop them. Yes, I tried one on the cat and it’s still alive. No, I didn’t mix in the cook book and leave out the salt. Yes, if you survive this nothing will surprise you. And now, unless I’ve over- looked some wisecrack you had in mind, will you kindly put the syrup pitcher on the plate, dear, so it won’t drip on the cloth?” C.J. Another Suburban Murder KOAL!” cried the guest as he lifted his glass In the good old-fashioned way ; “Well, it ought to be,” replied his host; “It’s been on ice all day.” Dick Chryst. IN THE OLD DAVE, MR, ATKINS INVARIABLY GAVE UG APPLE CORES Life SUST BETWEEN US GIRLE | “M*. dear, I'm so MAD I could SNIFfle SOUP! I mean I’m HONestly so WRATHy I could NIBble NOODles at this point, no less, because Tom DRIBble SIMply SLAYS me, my dear, because I mean he’s one of these odd SOULS who ALways want to be aLONE with you, sort of, and moNOPolize you or something, do you know what I mean? Well, ANYways, my dear, rs ee en pa ( ae eee AND NOW WE FIND HIM, QUT OF FORCE OF et THRUSTING THEM ON HORSELI SS CARRIAGES Assent-minpeD Mr. Atkins—Atways AN ANIMAL Lover, only the other NIGHT, Tom and I went to the RUBber DUCK after the THEatre and he got a TABle for TWO and said he hadn't seen me aLONE for ons or some- thing and it was SIMply MARvelous to have me all to himSELF and at this point I began SIGnaling FRANtically to ESther SPILL and Tony BLIMP, who were SITting across the ROOM with an EXtra MAN, my dear, and they came ROARing Over and sat DOWN at our TAble and this MAN was TERribly AM Using, because I mean he wa ly SWIZzled and kept SAYing the FUNniest THINGS and trying to HOLD my HAND under the TAble and all—can you BEAR it, my dear? And, my dear, I was SIMply LIV- id at the way TOM acted because of COURSE, my dear, I couldn't let THEM pay the check because I mean I'd PRACticably inVITed them to our TAble and all but TOM was SIMply VILE about it and AC- tually sugGESTed we go DUTCH on it or something! HONestly, my dear, I was SIMply RIPping and I simply wouldn't SPEAK to him on the way HOME, my dear, because I mean I HONéestly think the WORST thing in the WORLD is being PARsleymonious and inHOSpitable or something—I mean I ACtually DO!" Lloyd Mayer. Safety First LD LADY (in auto in front of filling station, to attendant): I want some oil, please, with no scandal attached to it. DD Similes—“As busy as the first revolving door in a small town.” comicbooks.com