Bloomington High School, The Gothic, 1920, Page 118

Description:	BHSJOKESMiss Kinser--The boys begin singing the first part and the girls begin already todie.George Coffey--Why, what in the world has become of your watch?Shorty--What watch?Coffey--The one you used to have that had a handsome gold case.Shorty--I know it did, but circumstances alter cases.Mrs. Culbertson (calling roll)--All those present keep silent, and all those absentlet me know.Mother--Dale, I cant let you have another dish of grape-nuts. Four dishes willmake you sick.Dale Cox--Well, give me another one, and send for the doctor.Miss Soupart--Stand up, Edward.Ed Whetsell--I dont know enough about it to stand up.Mr. Tannest--Who was the British general at this time?Edward Burkhalter--How(e) ?Mr. Vannest--Correct.M. L. Campbell--Doesnt the moon look engaging?Harold Z--Yes, theres a ring around it.Glen Curry--Why is a horse with its head hanging down, like Monday?Rodney Baker--I bite, lets have it.Curry--Because its necks weak (next week).Dan Burke--I think I shall be a lumber man when I grow up.Hubert Brown--Well, youve got a good head for lumber.Brownie (at phone)--Give me 35 please.Telephone Operator--Theyre busy, but I can give you 1529. (Note--1529 is Carolsnumber.)Mr. Vannest (reading headlines from the paper)--How many have read last nightsNews? Hands up, please.Florence Hirsch--I have.Mr. Vannest--What did you read about, the League of Nations?Florence H.--No, sir. I read Mutt and Jeff.Silently, one by one, the infinite books of the Fourth-Years blossom the little zeros,and forget-me-nots of the Seniors.Helen Hinkle (Eng.)--I heard the owls chirp.Miss Soupart--Where are the Atlas mountains?H. Thornton--Why-er they used to be in western Africa.Lucile Hughes--Oh, dear, it tells here that a poor baseball player died at the plate.M. L. Campbell--I guess he died from over-eating.Miss Wohlfeld (speaking of Knights)--In the Middle Ages whenever a knight did agood deed he was given a token by his lady. He would wear this token on his arm. Someof the boys in this class are knights.Peter Burkhalter--Yes, I am. I have got a vaccination on my arm.Miss Anderson--Im sorry youre going to drop your French, Mary.Mary Farmer--O, Ill let it down easy.Miss Kinser--Havent you an ear for music?Freshmen--I dunno, take a look and see.Rodney Baker--Dont you think my voice is ripe?Wyatt May--Ripe? Its over ripe, its rotten.Mr. Wysong--There are too many Ruths in this room. Will you change your name?Ruth A. Robertson--Oh, how sudden.Miss Wohlfeld--Define the idention as you see it in your composition.Shorty--Its a place where one bunch of mistakes end and another begins.Miss Soupart--Mary, what is a violet?Mary Short--A violet is a blue flower which is sometimes white.Miss Wohlfield--What do bookworms do to books?Lucile Peterson (after a pause)--Eat em.Freshman--Ma, how old is that lamp?Mother--About three years.Freshie--Turn it down, its too young to smoke.Irish Policeman--If ye want to smoke here, yell aither have to put out your cigaror go somewhere else.Mr. Vannest (History 5)--I dont know whetber to laugh or cry about this class.High School Girl at Blue Lantern (looking at her ice cream)--I wanta spoon.Russel Beard--Alright, Im here.Page one hundred eighteen
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