REASONS.
“ Ginger ” had fallen foul of the regimental bully, who boxed-on with him, but was not having it all his own way. In fact, “Ginger” was taking the offensive when an M.P. grabbed him. “What’s the idea ? ” said “Ginger.” “ Come on, now,” replied the M.P., “ you can’t start fights here!” “ Oh, yeah ? Who said I started it? ’Ow do you know ’e’s not in the wrong ? You’ve only just come ’ere!” x “ Well, I’ll tell, you why. His father’s the major, his brother runs the wet canteen, and I go out with his sister.” * * * “Darling, I think I’ll-have my fortune told. Would you advise me to go to a palmist or a mind reader “ Better make it a palmist, dear. After all, you have got a palm.” ** ' * The managing director, sheltering from an air raid, fell into conversation with a seedy looking individual sitting next to him'. “ What’s your line, guvnor,” said the seedy one. “Advertising,” said the director. “ Lumme!” said his companion. “ I’m in that line, too. ’Tain’t too bad on the whole, but don’t the straps hurt your shoulders!”
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War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 7, 1 August 1941, Page 16
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181REASONS. War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 7, 1 August 1941, Page 16
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