Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, Vol. 2. No. 13, October, 1920: America's Magazine of Wit, Humor and FilosophyVarious
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Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, Vol. 2. No. 13, October, 1920: America's Magazine of Wit, Humor and Filosophy
Various
American wit and humor -- Periodicals
Arabella: “Children are such an expense nowadays, I don’t see why you
have so many.”
Mrs. Murphy: “Well, you know there are moments in the lives of all great
men when they don’t care a darn for expenses.”
* * * * *
Born in Kentucky,
Raised in Tennessee,
Won’t somebody come
And shimmie with me.
--Shakesbeer.
* * * * *
Youngblood, arrested in St. Paul, on trial:
Police Judge--“Who brought you here?”
Youngblood--“Two policemen.”
Judge--“Drunk, I suppose?”
Y. B.--“Yes, both of them.”
* * * * *
Father said: “My boy, when I was your age down on the farm, I retired
with the chickens.”
Son replied: “That’s nothing, dad, so do I.”
* * * * *
She may be a moonshiner’s daughter, but I love her “still.”
* * * * *
Oh, my daddy’s in the back yard
A-sawing a log;
Baby’s in the cradle
A-walking the dawg,
Oh! Honey, how long must I wait
Shall I get you now
Or must I hesitate?
* * * * *
Say a kind word for Patrick O’Toole
He borrowed a feather to tickle a mule.
* * * * *
Here’s to the girl with the high-heeled shoes
Who eats my lobsters and drinks my booze
And taxies home to mother to snooze.
I’ll marry her yet.
* * * * *
Too Obvious
Sunday School Teacher--Which bird did Noah send out of the Ark to find
out what the weather was like?
Small Girl--Please, teacher, a weather-cock.
* * * * *
Foolish Rimes
There was a young lady from France
Who got on the train by chance,
Along came her sister
Who immediately kissed her,
And the “brakie” went off in a trance.
* * * * *
It is never too hot to dance, if you are that young.
_Limericks_
A beautiful queen named Miss Aster,
Wore a bathing suit, tight as a plaster;
She sneezed a big sneeze
And felt a cool breeze,
And knew she had met with disaster.
* * * * *
There was an old fellow named Fife,
Who had a most wonderful wife,
But he went to the “Follies”
And winked at the dollies,
And now she is off him for life.
* * * * *
There was a young lady from Natchez,
Who fell in some nettleweed patches,
With a heart full of gloom
She sits in her room
And scratches and scratches and scratches.
* * * * *
A giddy old maid, Miss O’Hare,
Caught a man in her room unaware,
“Come from under that bed,”
She emphatically said,
“And escape from this room if you dare!”
* * * * *
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