ALL IN THE SAYING.

Taranaki Daily News, 20 July 1935, Page 7 (Supplement)

ALL IN THE SAYING.

“Well, George, how do you like my new house?” “I like the house very much, but what a queer name you have chosen for it— Thistledome.” “That’s not the way to pronounce it. It’s ‘This’ll do me.’ ” « # # • Office Boy: Yes; my brother’s had very bad luck. Just as his business was turning the corner the crash came. Clerk: What was his business? Office Boy: Driving a taxi. * * * "Tell me, dear,” she asked her fiance, '“are mine the only lips you have ever kissed?” - . “Why, yes, darling, of course," he assured her. Then very unwisely he added: "And they are the nicest, too.” # * # * "Quickly, Mr. Nagg! Your mother-in-law is in the garden and a mad dog has just rushed in." “Oh, it doesn’t -worry me,” answered Nagg unconcernedly. “I don’t care what happens to a mad dog.” « « * “Jim says our engagement must be- a "And when do you get the ring?” “That seems to be a secret, too.” » * * * “Congratulations on your silver wedding day, old man.” “Thanks. That’s the first twenty-five years of it over, anyhow. # # • * Trainer (encouraging his man): What you’ve got to do is to stick it and go for ’im, and you’ll come through with flying colours. Boxer: Yes. At half-mast. « * * * “If you think there’s something wrong with your heart, why don’t you consult a specialist?” “I’m afraid he would say it was something fatal." “Nonsense! He wouldn’t; hes an awfully good sort.” w Long-suffering Father: No. more questions, now; even a worm will turn. Betty (age seven); What difference would it make? It’s the same on the other side, isn’t it? # # * • Flo: I don’t intend to be married until I’m thirty. Winnie: I don’t intend to be thirty until I’m married. « i * * “How are you getting on with that radio set I sold you three weeks ago? “I’d like you to tell me again all the things you said then. I’m getting a bit discouraged.”

A man was sitting on a seat in a park, and nearby, on the grass, sit a boy. “Why don’t you go and play with the other boys?” asked the man of the boy. “Oh, I’m just waiting to see,” said the boy. “To see what?” "You—when you get up- That seat was painted this morning.”