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112THE NORMAL ADVANCEEXPERIENCE PROFITETH.She—I do not care to marry you. I do notcare to talk to you.He (a widower)—Thats precisely the reason why I want you to marry me.—Purple and Gold.AA7hat does that sign say?I cant hear it say anything. —Review.Jinimie—AVhats that bump on your head?Carl—Thats where a thought struck me.I am like a tree, he observed, as the clockstruck eleven. I am firmly rooted by yourside.Yes, but you never leave, do you? Andthen he put forth.—Exchange.A school paper is a great invention,The staff.gets all the fame The printer gets the money,The editor the blame. —Exchange.Barber—AA7hat will you have on yourhair?Childress—Dont get funny. Ive got morethan one hair.Barber—So I see pardon me. I meant,what will you have on each?After a time, the prospective buyer asked to seethe coat tried on someone else in order to examine its qualities better. The clerk w7as toosmall to wear the coat gracefully, so the proprietor turned to Smith and said, Mr. Smith,you are in the advertising business, try on thiscoat for the gentleman. The coat was immediately sold.Ellis (in Chemistry lab.)—Say, for thelove of Mike .Osborn—Come on, kid, lets ditch thatrough stuff. Youll have to cut out the slangor beat it.That girl is all the world to me. Whatw7ould you advise me to do?See more of the world, old chap.—Exchange.The following incident has just leaked out.Mr. Smith, our advertising manager, wasstanding in a down town store talking to theproprietor, who is one of our advertisers. Aclerk was showing a customer an overcoat.The light that lies in a womans eyes maytell the truth.No corn today? growled the boarder.Out of season, said the waiter. Everything is out of season sometime.Except prunes.Sturdevant (at the restaurant)—AVell,Carl, how did you find the beef?Carl—O, I just happened to shift a potatoa little, and. well, there it was.Are you looking for a good job? AArhy nottry getting a job sitting in front of McKeensbank. Theres good money in it.Belle—How silly men are when they propose? Why, my husband acted like a perfectfool.Nell—Thats just what everybody thought.—London Opinion.He was resting his elbows on the arms ofher chair.Said she: Your chair has arms use them.He—I have arms, too.She—Use them.The Seniors, oii,_ the Seniors!How they strut and how they glareAnd try to spread the luster,Oer everything they wear.Theres a bee in the Seniors bonnetAnd a fear in the Seniors heart,For to lose that precious sheepskinAAould break the Seniors heart.—M. E. T. |
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Indiana State University Archives |
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