A man sat In a fashionable coiffeur’s shop with his little daughter while, his wife was having a marcel wave put in her hair. Stroking her father’s gleaming head, the child suddenly piped: “No waves for you, daddy. You’re all beach.”
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Evening Star, Issue 20635, 7 November 1930, Page 2
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