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November, 1937
AUTOMATIC AGE
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We know a steno who used
“Well, old man, do you be
to pet by the hour until her boss lieve in the survival of the fit
test?”
hired her by the week.
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“Certainly not,” said the lit
No matter how many tricks tle man, without a smile. “I
friends try to play on newly don’t believe in the survival of
weds, they are seldom caught anybody. I ’m an undertaker.”
napping.
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Freshman: “ Some upper
Chorus Chatter
classman
was just telling me
4th Kicker: “They tell me
that
we
are
to have a new con
that to get a good part in pic
crete
stadium
next fall.”
tures you’ve got to know how
Sophomore:
“Yes, the alum
to act.”
ni
have
at
last
decided to use
5th Kicker: “Yes, you’ve got
their
heads.”
to act as if you enjoyed the
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director’s petting.”
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It’s no sign that drinking is
on the increase when girls come
out of places that their fathers
formerly frequented.
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A gigolo agency is about the
only place where a woman al
ways pays.
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Coed: “I never kiss strang
ers.”
He: “I ’m twenty-one years
old and weigh 160 pounds. My
home is in New York and I live
with my mother and father.
I ’ve been in college two years
and expect to graduate. When
I ido, I ’ll look for work. Let’s
go.”
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Dear Son:
This is the cliff from which
the Spartans threw their defec
tive children. Wish you were
here.
Love,
Dad.
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Graduate: “Professor, I have
made some money and I want
to do something for my old col
lege. I don’t remember what
studies I excelled in.”
Professor: “In my classes
you slept most of the time.”
Graduate: “Fine! I ’ll endow
a dormitory.”
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Splitting the Difference
Old Lady McSquatty had been
arrested for circulating a false
report that a certain lady of un
certain age had given birth to a
baby. The prisoner claimed she
had gathered the information in
the corner store but could not
remember who she had heard
discussing it.
“Don’t you know,” admonish
ed Judge Opus B. Ronning, “that
you should believe only half
what you hear?”
Mrs. McSquatty looked at him
beamingly.
“Sure I do, sir— and that’s
just it. The way I heard it was
that she had twins.”
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Old maids who sleep with
windows open,
Are those who never give up
hopin’ !
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When a Scotchman gets into a
fight, you may be sure that it’s
a free-for-all.
Operator: “Well, what do
A Perfect A lib i
you think of our little college
Abe: “You bummer! I saw
town?”
you kissink mine vife last night.
Distributor: “It certainly is
Ike: “Are you sure it was
unique.
me?”
Operator: “Whadda mean
Abe: “Veil, if it vasn’t you, it
‘unique’ ?”
vas your brodder!”
. . .
“It’s from the Latin ‘unus’,
Ike: “Heh, heh, heh!”
‘one’ and ‘equus’ ‘horse’.
Abe: “Vot are you laffink
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at?”
Ike: “I ain’t got no brod
Student (not very clear as to
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his lesson) : “That’s what the der!”
The Scotsman who learned
author says anyway.”
Professor: “I don’t want the the Braille system to save elec
tric light must be the guy who
author; I want you!”
Student (despairingly) :“Well said he could read his girl friend
like a book.
you’ve got me.”
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