A TIME TO LAUGH

Grey River Argus, 7 September 1939, Page 10

A TIME TO LAUGH

He has a head like a door knob, anybody can turn it. One thing about nudists, you can't pin anything on them. '“Can’t the world ever disarm?” “Well, it finally abolished hatpins.” Nothing but the metal framework was left of a car which was attacked hy famished rats in a French garage. When some rats attacked a car in America there was nothing left, but the Ford story. The aivnials couldn’t swallow that. Then there was the c’-ver cat who ate cheese, breathed w wp the rathole and waited with baited breath. Pat was engaged in putting a water mai? into the workhouse. Saturday came and the boss saw Pat dolefullyexamining his pay envelope. “Mistake in your wages?” he asked. i “Oh, no,” replied Pat, “b.ut I was just wondering whether me or the water would be in the workhouse first!”

Judge: “But, before the lower court, you said your age was 41.” Susie: “Yes, melord. “I made a mistake. That was my bust measure, not my age.” Motorist, to man he has knocked over: It was your fault. I’ve been driving for 10 years and am thoroughly experienced. Pedestrian: Well, I’m not exactly a beginner, either. I’ve been walking for 50 years. He was very small and rather timid, and was being examined for life insurance. “You don’t dissipate, do you?” asked the doctor. “You’re not a’ fast liver, or a heavy drinker, or anything of that sort?” The little man for a moment, then replied “Well —er—l sometimes Chew a little gum." .The coloured preacher, after talking to his congregation about free salyation, asked Brother Smith to take Up the collection. A parishioner got ‘tb his feet and protested: “Parson, I thought yon said salvation was free — free as the water we drink.” “ is free, Brother,” replied the minister, “It’s free and water is. jf-Fee, but when we .pipes it .to you, you ’hhve to pay'’‘for the piping;” ’ I