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DOES HE?

After a; brief consultation the patient remarked: \ “ There’s a question I’ve always wanted to ask you, doctor.” “What is it?” “Do you ever doctor another doctor ? ” ', “Yes; quite often.” “ Then, tell me this. Does a doctor doctor a doctor the way the doctored doctor wants to be doctored, or does the doctor doing the doctoring doctor the other doctor his own way?” * * * * Enid: . I thought your soldier finance was taking you out tonight ? Betty: So he was, but he’s very sick. He isn’t allowed out for seven days because he’s got C.B. * * * The young couple gazed into each other’s eyes and sighed. “You know, Daisy,” he murmured, “I’m not much to look at.” “ That’s right,” she agreed, “ but you’ll be away at work most of the time.” - * ♦ * * “ What do you think of the new sergeant-major, Snowy?” “Oh, he’s not too bad; but doesn’t he swear terribly?” “Yes; he doesn’t put any expression into it at all.” I * * *

M. 0.: To be quite candid you’re trouble is laziness. Private Jones: .Yes, sir, I know. But what is the scientific name for it? I’ve got to tell the sergeantmajor. * » ♦ ■ Patient (in military hospital) : Doctor said you’d look after me like a mother, nurse. Mother used to kiss me good night, you know.

A German bomb had fallen close to a cottage and failed to explode. But the occupant,.an old lady, refused to leave, even when warned that it might go off any minute and blow her up. “ Look here,” she protested, “ I’ve refused to leave this house for the landlord; I’ve refused to leave for the bailiffs; and I’ll be hanged if I’ll leave it for Hitler.”

She (visiting camp): I like Joe. He has that firmness of character that enables a man to go on and do his duty in the face of ingratitude, criticism and ridicule! He: Yes, he’s the camp cook! * * * “ You didn’t clean your boots this morning,” roared the sergeantmajor. “ No,” replied the company wag. “No what?” thundred the S.M. /“ No polish!” said the wag.

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War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 6, 1 July 1941, Page 6

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DOES HE? War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 6, 1 July 1941, Page 6

DOES HE? War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 6, 1 July 1941, Page 6

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