HOTCH-POTCH

Hawera Star, Volume XLVIII, 24 January 1925, Page 3

HOTCH-POTCH

A r isitor : “I suppose you know all the ins and outs of this place.” Native: “Well; zur, 1 knows ail the inns!”

“How woukl you classify a telephone girl? l's hers a business or a profession?” “Neither. It’s calling!”

City Bbarder : “I suppose you hatch all these chickens yourself?” Farmer- “ No. AYe keep hen's for that purpose!"

Boss (engaging office boy) ; “Is there anything you can do better than anyone else?” Boy: “Yes sir; read my own writing.”

bluest: “AYhat a number of crows there are around. Don’t the caws annoy you?” Farmer: “The- caws don’t • annoy me half as much as the effect.”

“Why do you stare at me?” “Father says you’re a self-made man!” “Well, why stare?” “I’m -wondering why you made vourself like that!”

She: “I think long hair makes a man look intelligent.” He: “Not always. If my wife finds a long hair on- my coat it makes me look an idiot.”'

Mother: “Joan, darling, run and call Fido, will you?” Joan: “I don’t see how I can, mummy, ’cos I aren’t speaking to Fido since he broke my doll!”

Maggie: “How old are you?” Nellie: “I’ve just turned twentythree.” Maggie: “Oh, I see—thirtytwo I”

“Joan went to the ball as a pillarbox.” “Yes, I expect she thought it would attract, the mails!”

“1 confined the secret of our engagement to three of my dearest friends.’ “Three all told?” ‘“Yes, all told!”

Globe-trotter: “Of course you went up the Amazon?” Romancer: “My word! What a wonderful mountain!”

Angry Diner: “AA r aiter, you ought never to have brought this- coffee from the kitchen. It’s toe weak to stir.”

Husband: “Does this new novel turn out happily?” AVife: “It doesn’t say; it only says they were married.”

Robbins: “I didn’t think vo.u had any idea of marrying the widow. Newly-wed: “I hadn’t; it was an idea of hers.”

Miss Riche: “I lost my heart lastnight, pa. I accepted Mr. Poore.” Mr. Riche: “H’nr! You didn’t lose your heart—you-must have lost your head! ’ ’

Counsel: “AVas the defendant’s air when he- promised to marry you, serious, or one of levity and jocularity?” Plaintiff: “AH' ruffled, sir, with ’in: ’avin’ run ’s ’ands through it.”