Fraternity-Testvériség, 1959 (37. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)
1959-09-01 / 9. szám
FRATERNITY 11 LET’S SMILE A couple of sailors got into a discussion as to just what kind of an animal a heifer was. One claimed that the heifer belongs to the hog family, and the other that it was a variety of sheep. Finally, they called in a pal. “Bill, wot’s a heifer — it is a hog or a sheep?” Their pal thought for a moment, then said: “To tell the truth, mates, I dunno much about poultry.” ★ ★ ★ An applicant for nursing school was asked this question: “What is a practical nurse?” Answered the would-be Florence Nightingale, after some thought: “A practical nurse is one who marries a rich patient.” ★ ★ ★ A wife who had joined a ladies’ bowling league returned from her first evening’s attempt at the new sport. “Tell me”, said her husband, an inveterate golfer, “how did you do?” “Well”, replied his wife airily, “at least I didn’t lose any balls.” ★ ★ ★ We understand the restaurants in Alaska are now offering “Baked Texas” on their menus — and finding it very popular ★ ★ ★ Little Johnnie had to stand in the corner at school for putting mud in a little girl’s mouth. His mother was horrified when she heard about it. “Why in the world”, she wanted to know, “did you put mud in Margaret’s mouth?” “Well”, said Johnnie, shrugging his shoulders, “it was open.” ★ ★ ★ The landlady brought in a plateful of extremely thin slices of bread, which rather dismayed her hungry male boarders. “Did you cut these, Mrs. White?” asked one. “Yes, I cut them”, came the curt reply. “Fine”, said the boarder, “then I’ll deal.” ★ ★ ★ Mechanic to owner of old, broken-down car: “Let me put it this way — if your car were a horse, it would have to be shot.” ★ ★ ★ A freshman in college had been pestering his father for a late-model car. On a visit to the campus, the father pointed out that most of the cars in the parking lot were of ancient vintage. “But, Dad”, he protested, those cars belong to the faculty!” ★ ★ ★ A beautiful young lady had just married a man of wealth who was more than twice her age. “I don’t believe in May and December marriages”, declared a critical friend. “Why not?” asked the bride. “Well”, said the friend, “December is going to find in May the youth, beauty and freshness of Spring, but what is May going to find in December?” The bride’s logical reply was: “Santa Claus!”
